ASC Pt. III

I woke up this morning clutching my pillow and crying... In spite the fact that I've thought about nothing else except school - Inspiration, the pastoral, cultural studies... - I, on this last day of school, over worked and under-inspired find myself still dreaming of love.

IT'S MY LAST DAY OF CLASS!!!

I still want the life I dream about... maybe it isn't real, but it doesn't make me want it any less.

She is in my eyes
She is in my ears
She is in my blood
She is in my fears
I must be
Made of steel
For I just threw out the love of my dreams