Walking In The Rain

"Walking down the street
Kicking cans
Looking at the billboard
Also ran
Summing up the people
Checking out the race
Doing what I'm doing
Feeling out of place

Walking, walking in the rain

Feeling like a woman
Looking like a man
Sounding like a no-no
Make it when I can
Whistling in the darkness
Shining in the light
Coming to conclusion
Right is might is tight

Walking, walking in the rain

Come in all you jesters
Enter all you fools
Sit down no-no
Ogre, ghouls
Trip the light fantastic
Dance the swivel hips
Coming to conclusion
Button up your lips

Walking, walking in the rain

Walking, walking in the rain"


Otherwise? I just came to the conclusion that my "social competence" during these last months have not been completely altruistic (although I have been working hard on making this situation better and good). In some ways it is a form of of revenge. In some ways it is the old protection showing it's face. Not letting anyone get to me. Or at least, showing that they get to me. And in some ways it was a relief to lose. Or be beat. Or how you want to put it. It's not the right words, but it is the words I got. Just a relief to be in a situation where you know where you are. It sound fucked, I know. It is fucked. The world is fucked. My world is fucked.

Well, got to work now.