Tonight I went to a punk rock show. The band was really good and the lights were all low. I saw one on my left, I saw one on my right. Those punk rock chicks really made my night.
Boxed up in plastic and falling apart on the inside. Apathy, am I feeling fake today?. Today I don't know where the time flew by. I need to spend some precious time with You, Lord Christ.
So this is who I become when You leave me to myself. A burned up, hollow, angry, empty shell. An actor on a barren stage and even keel with unchanneled rage.