Uh huh?

Where is the line drawn? What do you do when you can't escape the ghosts that keep hunting you when they refuse to die? Why do you keep holding on to things you sworn to let go? Why am I even asking these questions? The thought of what could have been, what should've been done instead and how life would be different with that one little decision. Only the screw ups are the ones being remembered. Why can't I keep track of the good ones? They always seem to dissappear from my memory. The butterfly effect. Wished i had that. Change the unchangables. Really some thoughts are just crazy. Crazy should be left as crazy thoughts.

Whole life is being pushed around, its the matter of being able to stand up and weather it don't you think? Or is it to know when to draw the line to push back? Is it a stupid idea? A fling of youth? Cuz all I see is a Lone Ranger or Rambo job doing it. Can one person push the tides? Its crazy that my little nutcase brain thinks so much rubbish during my short holidays.

Went visiting KL with a purpose... Sometimes I wonder why am I doing what I did...
Dreams, wants, needs. Wow nice topics. It gets boring after a while if you get what i mean. You can't force one. You need them to find it on their own. Why can't some people seem to know about letting go? Even when they are encroaching on others.

Wake up the dawn and ask her why,
a dreamer dreams, she never dies,
wipe that tear away now from your eyes,
Slowly walking down the hall,
faster than a cannonball,
where were you while we were getting high

Someday you will find me,
caught beneath a landslide,
In a champagne supernova in the sky