moved.moved.moved

Saturday, November 16, 2002

cold, thats what it feels like when ur hand leaves mine
warm, thats what my heart feels when we're one of a kind

change the way i am
something else
i just walk on and on
in blissful ignorance
but is it real?
do i hide like all the others
do i conceal who i really am?
or am i who i claim to be
super hero wannabe
part of just a fantasy
be real.
be who u are
be what u are inside
be you.