miles andrea sometimes late at night i sit on the front stoop and i can't sleep and i can't think and all i can hear is the air moving through the trees i think of how far away i am from who i used to be and it scares me and it perplexes me and all it does it make me want to change even more i've grown tired of who i've even struggled to become now and that's the truth and that's what hurts and what can i do about it except take the pain as it comes sometimes i get lonely i have to bite back the tears to keep me from losing it to keep me from exposing myself to maintain my composure and i don't like doing that hard as it is to understand hard is how i've come to be i don't want to do it i don't want to be harsh i can't let myself admit to fear but i won't let myself go i'm struggling with all i feel i'm tossing it around my head but i just don't understand but i just don't believe it all but that's the problem and i know that i will have to face it someday sometimes late at night i sit on the front stoop and wonder why i can't trust and wonder why i can't care and the only answers that come are in the whispers of the wind copyright 2000 000305 ... soul which is the longest word you know? SMILES cuz smiles has miles in it. Get it? ahahahaha hahaha Oh gawd. i crack myself up sometimes. 010927 ... sEth So many miles between me and you. Oh, I hate the distance between me and you. 011111 ... j thn let us emale. long distances do suk sometimes. 020311 ... laced Those peeping toms, those Jazz listeners, Come to see the saxophone boiling over Everybody with the slow crackle of a house fire Something drunk and smeared with dirty brick Colored liquid like that which drips thick in the eyes Or something like coffee and cigarettes; dun eyed And smoldering 040624 ... laced i'm talkin' Miles Davis 040704 ... hsg1437 kilometers 070220 what's it to you? who go blather from