Pick a skin, any skin, except the one you live in...Wear a mask, simple task, goal is to stay hidden...
Choose a cape, great escape, from all your fear be ridden...
Or just be you, a bore but true, aware in here and givin...
When I look at my old drawings I always want to draw over them - I never see them as finished. That's why I stopped drawing I guess. Just wasn't good enough at it. But when I look at my writing a couple months or years forward I don't feel bad about it. I look at it and think.. That was a good moment. Waiting for a Plane.
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