I go to talk then I stop. Then I can't stop when talk. THen when I can see what I want to say, or feel what I need to get out- it all draws a blank and I'm back at suare one. True there's shit coming to the surface, but I can't seem to let what's bothering me slip off my tongue. So to anyone, or maybe just to everyone who asks "whats up with you today man?" There's just this silence and maybe a few stupid things I might say. Subject change, 'cause there is no use for me to say. Love you now, loved you then even when you were just just my friend. HAs nothing to do with anything, but everything to do with it all. My minds hitting bottom and i can't even place a finger really on whats wrong, even though i know its there. You there, I"m here, you'll always be down there. And those other guys, guess what? they're down there too. So its just me chillin' up here. Here, there, it means nothing. Just 500 reasons I'd rather be with you. The list goes on, but for every mile- theres a story you don't know. Theres so much more I could give to you, but I don't. YOu could do better, but stick with me. Me- that's really not saying much except well..thats it. I don't know what Im saying- because none of that even had to do with why I was going to write. And i don't know, it all just comes out when you can't get in.