Which way...?

If I hadn't stopped,
I'd be a couple o' steps ahead o' myself
And I had waited,
I'd be a couple o' steps behind myself
And if I had turned around,
I'd be going,
going, gone in the wrong direction
disapeerin' from the face o' the earth
hiding from my own flesh and blood

Staking out away from the living
hiding myself
and staying in these lands of the dead
six feet under... writhing in my grave

cuz I'm thourhg with feeling,
through with hating
and I;ve... had enough of being the guinea pig of these emotions
tired o' living...
I'll never leave this coffin...

So which way is heaven?
Which way to hell?
How can I find my way,
When this has all gone wrong...
In the wrong... direction...

Stranger

Tammi. 16. Female. Canadian. Arabic. Dutch. Hungry. Roleplayer. Artist. Writer. Moody? Not really. Likes music in many languages, even in English! Tae Kwon Doe Karate kid. Likes the words 'radish' and 'mulch.' Does not find History boring at all. Rhinocerous Party all the way, baby. Still plays wajas. Dabbles in Canadian Politics. Knows that Rick Mercer is the shit. Wonders if a Rick Mercer/ Stephen Colbert fanfiction would be out of line (probably not).
Think happy thoughts

Affiliates

artin · bec · connie · ellen · libbyann · tiffany · tori
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Loves

Mari

MB's

` stolen solace @ cynosure
` stars are falling @ innver voice
apple of discord @ red carpet and rebellion
etoile @ splash

Fin

Despair.nu - Nanashi-Inc