I'm depressed and I don't know why. And I had a fucking depressing dream that I don't remember what it was about. I think this was the first time that I ever disliked any of my dreams. I just slept for like four hours. When I get depressed I sleep.

I want you to hold me in your arms. I want the comfort of your embrace, the assurance that everything will be okay. I want to feel safety with your presence. Will you save me from this big bad world? I'm runnin' aimlessly, lost and confused, amidst these wars, wars that have been killin'. Kids are dyin', people have been cryin', anger and hate drives them...cannibalism has consumed them. Will you save me from this world that I fear so much? You have the power to end this war.

Don't ask me what that was about. I don't know. And I don't know who "you" is. "You" is anyone, I guess. I don't know. It's what I dream, it's what I think, it's what I feel. I'm lost between to thoughts, two people, two worlds, two realities. I'm just...I don't know.

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