i don't kno why but sometimes i wish i had no friends. sometimes i wish i didn't kno anything except only how to live with what was originaly set infront of me. sometimes i wish there wasn't a single thing in sight except a forever going meadow filled with flowers and the meadow had a large grove of trees exactly in the middle of the meadow. the trees filled with birds singing happily and freely. deer prance through the meadow, they can not hear me nor can i hear them. butterflys flutter by with there unbeleavable wings with out a sound. i lay across the grass on my back in the middle of the grove of trees to see the baby blue sky filled with pure white clouds. they seem so soft and fluffy they seem to be marshmellows in a way. everything is at peace and i can hear nothing but the soft calming breeze...
...i awaken from my day dream from...from...alittle thing called...
....reality
...i awaken from my day dream from...from...alittle thing called...
....reality
