so many roads that i can't see do they exist are they real? are they real like your kiss? can you feel them with both lips? i don't mean to walk all over you. some people don't care for me. hope i don't rub you away. a creator for you. i am erased for me to rub out the clouds and draw what i need. now i stand and stare outside of this door for you. the cat will come soon. he will beg for food. while i wait for you. it's a lonely life...