Where am I going? This isn't just the thing. What is this mist all around me? Am i even thinking or just acting like im a thinker. Does it mean im lost when i can't find my place anywhere? Do i have to go? But where and with what purpose? Will the world miss me when im gone? Do i play a role here? Is she going to fall in the darkness of her smoky bedroom? I don't want that but it could help her if my words and eyes just can't. I can't believe it has to be what I have to do. How can they just not understand that we're all the universe and knowledge leading to wiseness is the goal? Just find your own enlightenment, you dull strain. How can you don't understand that life is the only that had been given to you? Just dig it. This is my song by the way. Im pretty lost but i think its just because we are in age where everything goes too fast. Can't handle this all. Am i going to die from this bullets in my neck, or from my heart. Do i have to be in love with him? Will they replace me so i can sing my song, fill my part of the contract? Is he in love with me? Why do i think friendship is our best way to love someone. Love is hatred. Joan Jett nailed it. Do i have to be worried? To worry about this long hair princess?why do i have to go to class? I don't want to. Im probably going to fall asleep again. No seriously im in a "why and I don't know" bloody period. (<- haha) why are people staring at me ? Am i weird? Am i a boddhisattva ? Do i secretly want to have sex with dead Jack Kerouac? Do i have to do a funny face to that guy over there, looking at me? It would be funny but i might couldn't handle the fact that im all by myself. Does the marquis has dug her insides? Is it too late? Am i right to cross the world, let him melt? Am i right to think that everything urges? What is being right?