at 6:00 we go live.

i like to think,

that i think it's important,

to always have a firm footing,

and to analyze everything so there is no way to be caught off guard.

well.

i'm unarmed.

i've sent you all of my ammunition.

my feet are floating,

and my head's in the clouds.

catch me.

happiness is fleeting.

but i don't plan on letting go,

it's one of those habits,

i've grown so well to know.

we are losing hope.

don't give up on me now.

you are the answer.

i'll fix this somehow.