Simply Put, If You Are A Wayward

Why Can I Never Go Back To Bed? Who's Is The Voice Ringing In My Head? Where Is The Sense In These Desperate Dreams? Why Should I Wake When I'm Half Past Dead?

History Written In Pencil Is Easily Erased, But Crayon Is Forever.

Awareness Is The Enemy Of Sanity, For Once You Hear The Screaming, It Never Stops.

Once Upon A Time Is Now.

I Was Reading Everything Under The Sun From Music History To Feminist Literature To Shakespeare, Which Is Why I'm Not A Complete Idiot At This Time.