Does anybody really know the secret
Or the combination for this life and where they keep it
It's kinda sad when you don't know the meaning
But everything happens for a reason
I don't even know what i should say
Cuz I'm an idiot, a loser
A microphone abuser
I analyze every second I exist
Beatin' up my mind every second with my fist

And everybody wanna run
Everybody wanna hide from da gun
You can dig a rat through this life if you want
But you can't dig the edge off a knife (no sir)
And now you want your money back
But you're denied, cuz your brain's fried from the sack

And there aint nothin' i could do
Cuz life is a lesson, you'll learn it when you're through

I know why you wanna hate me
Cuz hate is all the world has even seen lately

Yes, Limp Bizkit. It's one of the songs that Kathy wanted on her cd. So there's yet another outlet for expressing myself. I haven't put up a love or heartbreak song for months. But now Bryan Adams is crying his heart out on winamp. I always wanted to play that on piano.

Being naturally headstrong, this time the damage will endure. Well, as always, no regrets. Why regret something that I thought was right at that moment? Nobody likes to be told that they're wrong. And I don't want to tell myself either. Predictablity is the bane of this world (as with alarm clocks). I will always throw a tantrum. Always.
Nitra once was able to analyze that I was afraid of people and the things that come with getting to know people. I would dislike to admit that she was right again. What's done is done.