writin': not here...

Just wanted to say hi. That I'm happy. That life can be so so good sometimes.

Just wanted to say that I can't sleep because of it. But my dreams are so happy that when I do go to sleep, I won't be able to wake up.

What's the point of this story? No one's listenin' anyway. And she wonders where these dreams go, 'cause the world got in her way. What's the point, then, of her trying? Nothing's changing anyway.

And yet, melancholy songs still my heart.