All is but a facade, the thoughts thought over and over again, the tunes played over and over again. This is totally boring the bejesus out of me. Banishing them from my mind is tough, i've tried plenty of ways but to no avail. Sometimes i really wonder, what kind of mind do i own, always thinking the impossible, hoping for the impossible, anticipating the impossible.
Get over it, i'll just face the music.
As we have seen it, what it seems might not be what it turns out to be.
Are You Ga(me)?, 10:38 PM.