  I have been staring at the monitor for days Lighting a cigarette after another only standing when the pack is done or only to throw the ashes that overflow my ashtray I can only imagine what my friends are doing whether I am or not in their thoughts " My own doing will lead to my demise"  I remind myself often just before i sleep As always only my music keeps me company At least i have something to keep me sane Although at times i can only Imagine Who I'll be when i see your faces once again I have Changed and it scares me Will you also be the same as the other's Who have shrugged me off,  cause of the state I'm in?  I can only imagine.
