just some stuff i wrote in french...before i got called on... and had to make up my own 'french'...words? we are text book pages stamped out by a press with perfect smiles and empty hearts we turn the pages as the days of life and see that everyone else has the same text you thought this was so tact but thats nothing but false fact i can see it now "kid strikes out" but what does that mean? we're begging to break out so hold us close and throw us out me first, please i'd like to see the difference in those autumn leaves. another.... we have the same thoughts as everyone else we musn't let ourselves get caught up in the illusion of uniqueness and let theses minds become thoughtless beneath our feet we can't feel the difference in each autumn leaf because we all have similar memories i know they are basically the same but i was palying with words