I feel down, but its gotten better since yesterday ...  I try to act normal, but normal sometimes it seems to escapes me, it rapes me, leading me to believe that I am everything but a fool.

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A fool, falling for myself. Tripping over the milestones, the greatest steps in my life. And I find its not that easy to stop time, freeze a moment in a picture, and still stay longing for that moment of visibility in the dark of the past.

Nothing tangible, nothing real. Its nothing that you feel, its what you think, and what you think is never set in stone, the very same stones I've tripped on time and again ..... And all we have our these Questions....they tell us, dont ask about Anthony. He's just fine, he's alright, I'm sure he can make it through the night. No need to tuck him in, no need, just let him fend for himself.

Cause even he doesnt want to know, the answers to these questions, keep them safely hidden away in the deepest caverns of your mind. Dangling on some fishing line. Lets play catch me if you can, cause remember anatomically I'm a woman ... I cant take all these questions so stop asking about Anthony.

Just quit while your behind, your knowledge wont free you from your sin or mine.

And he's not asking, so we arent telling, were just simply impling, please dont ask about Anthony ..

Dont talk about Anthony ...