Is There Something More To Come?

[desertions]

I hate this
Most of today I was feeling good
Better then I have in a while
And about half an hour or so ago, something hit me
And I felt shitty all over again
Not to mention alone
It seems like I'm at a crossroads with so many people
I don't know what to do
But I know I don't want to be alone
Hopefully I'll be able to do something with someone this weekend

God...I whine alot don't I?
I'm suprised you people read this thing
All I do is bitch and complain most of the time
Hell, even know I'm complaing about complaining

And I think this feeling has nothing to do with the Mitchell situation
Not directly anyways
It's alot of things
I wish I could explain it better
But how do you explain a feeling
I'm so tired
But I can't sleep
And when I do
I wake up not feeling rested at all...

Song of The Entry

Alone, I Break by Korn

Pick me up
Been bleeding too long
Right here, right now
I’ll stop it somehow

I will make it go away
Can’t be here no more
Seems this is the only way
I will soon be gone
These feelings will be gone
These feelings will be gone

Now I see the times they changed
Leaving doesn’t seem so strange
I am hoping I can find
Where to leave my hurt behind
All the shit I seem to take
All alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?

Shut me off
I’m ready
Heart stops
I stand alone
Can’t be on my own

I will make it go away
Can’t be here no more
Seems this is the only way
I will soon be gone
These feelings will be gone
These feelings will be gone

Now I see the times they changed
Leaving doesn’t seem so strange
I am hoping I can find
Where to leave my hurt behind
All the shit I seem to take
All alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?

Am I going to leave this place?
What is it I’m running from?
Is there nothing more to come?
(am I gonna leave this place? )
Is it always black in space?
Am I going to take it’s place?
Am I going to win this race?
(am I going to win this race? )
I guess god’s up in this place
What is it that I’ve become?
Is there something more to come?
More to come...

Now I see the times they changed
Leaving doesn’t seem so strange
I am hoping I can find
Where to leave my hurt behind
All the shit I seem to take
All alone I seem to break
I have lived the best I can
Does this make me not a man?