inflatable

you're so pretty in white, pretty when you're faithful.
I don't mind most of the time
But you push me so far inside.
Fragile to the waves
Vicissitudes of days
The madness and the wars the circles that we run
Confusion we import look what we have become
And all of this time I was just trying to reach you

It's been the hardest 2 weeks of 2010, and the most influential.
There's no-one with that same and words of wisdom.
I'm missing the stability and encouragement.
I find it weird that one person can help you through a lot of trying times.
Right now lost and painting is the closest I'm going to get to being the same thing.