thee pathh splitss three wayss . i alwayss chosee leftt . some point stopped noticiing thee decisionns . wass beingg pushedd alongg by windd . but throughh the treess sometimess i see the trippyy pathh i usedd to be staggeringg throughh and wonderr how i got off it . itss not as simplle as doingg drugss . ivee triedd every onee i likee .
i packk and destroyy thee old piecess of my worldd. banishh themm fromm my lifee . i see so manny oldd symbolss thatt havee lostt relevancee . memoriess thatt havee vanishedd to acidd and timee . nothingg leftt . i amm channgingg . i amm beingg wreckedd thenn growingg neww piecess .
satann hass givenn me anotherr miseryy to livee . onee afterr anotherr . withh the painn of my bodyy and the sickness . i amm contaminatedd by the electricityy thatt onlyy mercuryy can curee . bothh worldss are pullingg me and i am soonn to splitt apartt .
