I Felt White, Drained Of Blood, Cared

A Rat In A Maze Is Free To Go Anywhere, As Long As It Stays Inside The Maze.

If It's A Story I'm Telling, Then I Have Control Over The Ending... But If It's A Story, Even In My Head, I Must Be Telling It To Someone. You Don't Tell A Story Only To Yourself. There's Always Someone Else. Even When There Is No One.

I'm A Fool, To Confuse This With Goodness. I Am Not Good. I Know Too Much To Be Good. I Know Myself. I Know Myself To Be Vengeful, Greedy, Secretive And Sly.

For Years I Wanted To Be Older, And Now I Am.

Love's Never A Fair Trade.