February 22, 2004
i know you're afraid of alot of thing, but dont be scared...
many strange but some familiar,
passing by this empty window.
who are you?
and what have you come for?
no matter how often you see these faces,
they always remain strangers.
and before you know it,
all they are is taillights
moving farther away.
and once again,
you are alone.
watching the glares on that window.
