If you want to replace me with someone else you can. If you think I'll slip or fuck up again. I've been doing a pretty good job of that eh? Everyone does it. And I know this is big. But don't even think that I haven't been looking for a job. I am trying. Laura you once were depressed too and you know what it's like. If you were waayy out in the bownnies away from everyone you knew and loved I think that would get you down a just a tad too. It's so fucking hard. I'm not even trying to make it work anymore. I just want to get out now! Can't you try adn understand. I would rather be working right now then this. What the hell am I doing in a school like this?? I don't know who I am anymore. I dont think this is the place to find it either. I need you. I just want to cry and shout and scream. HELP ME!!!!!!!! some advice some good news just your voice...please call me Gently carried on the wind to forbidden fields, Flowers of the deepest red. As the rays slowly descend, The contrast is revealed of dark red dust on deadened blades. Love, I can't turn away from this and I'm sorry. Love, I can't create. Soflty tearing silver holes through the charcoal sky, Droplets longing to leave life. As their destination is met their color is consumed, Silently lost, as we must weep. Love, I can't turn away from this, I'm so sorry. Love I can't create. Through the cracks its crawling, Trying to deceive its demise. Through the cracks keep crawling, Cloaked in silence, A we must weep...as we must weep.