im not sure who to look for in the place of security but it reminds me that my memory fades. so nothing matters anyways. I dont stand my place and my chances are few. Letting the voices control me its time to breath as the sun sets into the waves watching movies feeling there energy, i wish i was there right now, with blonde hair surfing, watching rainbows dance in the sky. I stare and crave. Im staring at my boring life, and my ugly hair. Im waisting my chances and forgetting why Im here. So i take in the cold crisp regret and look to other faces for comfort, and forget the reasons why i looked away in the first place..