Okay, one of those days is all. Have I mentioned my bipolarity ? Well, this happened to be one of the more so depressive rather than the manic of days. But, hey. Tomorrow's a new one, if it comes. This was the mental soundtrack played in my head all of today. It's what happens when I foresake self-medicating, lesson learned. "I walk a lonely road, the only one that I have ever known. Don't know where it goes, but it's only me and I walk alone. "I walk this empty street on the boulevard of broken dreams where the city sleeps, and I'm the only one and I walk alone. "My shadow's the only one that walks beside me. My shallow heart's the only thing that's beating. Sometimes I wish someone out there will find me. 'Til then I walk alone. "I'm walking down the line that divides me somewhere in my mind, on the borderline of the edge and where I walk alone. "Read between the lines what's fucked up and everything's alright. ...