An old man stands there and he begins to say that when a storm comes he dreams of a far off place, saying "I never believed in my mothers bed time stories of heaven, when the end came I was afraid of hell and all of my friends burning" Well, Megan stood there and said that infinity didn't have a place, it's too incomprehensible, so she'll keep the thought out of her way. I walk down the road by the stores - she followed me and told what life was for. "I don't believe much in what people say anymore but I know living is for god and struggles we endure. So ya know by, you better choose a side because it's almost time"

Sometimes, I feel a little anxious and out of place when I hear all those singing boys holding on to their interstates, cause' I'm nowhere near the starting line or finish - I'm too afraid of the guilt and the hearts that would diminish. So I sit in my room thinking about the things I should do and the things that people tell me in order to help me get through. Now, I'm sitting alone hoping to face my soul and the people who I once considered home and they say "we don't believe much in what people say anymore but we know living isn't for god or the struggles he endured, so ya know boy, you better choose a side because it's almost time"

Finally, Haley tells me to get on with my life and get my GED, and I don't know why I don't listen when all of it's in honesty. She says "stop complaining and feeling sorry for yourself because when the comes you won't be fulfilled." So I'll stop complaining and feeling sorry for myself because the end does come.

Well, fuck it, let it come!