Poem of the Day:

MESS

Nothing is pure anymore.
My head hurts and feels so sore.
I wish I had another mind, a beautiful mind.
Still searching for peace I've yet to find.

Can I describe the utter hopelessness I feel?
Not today, time just passes me by.
I haven't accomplished anything,
Can you tell me what tomorrow might bring?

I need an alter ego,
My saving grace.
I need to find some solace,
In this desolate soulless place,
That is my mind, a hazy space.

Tim'05

Choonage: Mew- Frengers