The best lines go unspoken Just like the best times go forgotten And just when you know what your dreams are The hands of the clock fly off the wall If I had a dollar for every calendar month torn I'd buy myself the life I want I say too much, I wear my heart on my sleeve The world is passing me by My dreams are growing green with mold And my aspirations are laughing in my face I'm selfish and I'm feeling dizzy But I know that I'm right in the end I can't keep straight what I know about all of them I can't count on two hands who I wish would disappear Some people just try so hard And some people are beginning to look like me 2008-02-27T00:35:12Z http://ficlets.com/feed/story/22587 <p>I love this bit about dreams growing green with mold.<br />LoA</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/22587?basename=44030 2008-02-27T00:35:12Z Storykeeper of Fae http://ficlets.com/authors/smile <p>Mm.. cryptic, yet telling. Very interesting to say the least.</p> http://ficlets.com/stories/22587?basename=43966 2008-02-26T21:45:04Z Frostbite http://ficlets.com/authors/frostbite