i really want someone to talk too, face to face, its what i miss the most now, no more face to face talks with people who aren't drunk, i miss the body language, the real laughs, the smiles, to look into someones eyes, all those things seem to be unappreciated now, but i guess I'm old fashioned and cannot keep up with what the world thinks i should be doing, mindless sex, alcohol, and drugs, i cannot do it, to defy my ethics for pleasure, forget my morals so that i can yield to temptation and therefore wiping it out, i just don't know anymore, my symbols have been desecrated, and i know not what to do, it just seems like this place, this circus of anarchy just seems to encompass more and more ground, and i stand on the brink, i look in to see the sadistic pleasures to be had, and then i look behind me, an ocean of golden brown swaying with the wind, but no one is in the fields, everyone is enjoying the circus, and now the decision, join the hoard and become part of the orgy, or sit in the fields and enjoy what no one else enjoys, I'll take to the fields, and enjoy the pleasures of peace and serenity, would you join me? if you had the choice, would you join me? let me show you the things to be had, wonders, glorious wonders to be found, but would you allow yourself to join me, or walk through the golden arches of the circus, where you may take your pick, masochism or sadism, and enjoy your perverted pleasures, until you start to search for more, which you will, after all it will start to get tiring and routine, you'll look for that something, you'll need that something.