Pe frontul de est nimic nou

Learning to love life by living through loss and mistakes, Lessons learned then gradually surfacing, Letting go, stripping naked to scream. I am not perfect, nor do I strive to be, I am alive in this world of face-first falls and public breakdowns, I'm a retarded, disfigured clown. Dying to be heard for the simple art of letting this heavy wall finally fall, I'm an equal being of no race or color, A hallucination if you will, Sneaking into the lives of strangers and letting them fall apart To a new rhythm, just to feel better. (Blue October)