Dear Me.

Dear me,
don't rely on what you see
All the blacks and whites dissolve into the grey
Dear me,
there are monsters in the trees
And you won't notice them until they are in the way

And you should be ready to fight them down
'Cause no one will be there to help you out
And no one will see when you begin to doubt
You hide...
Hide..
Hide.. away.

Dear me,
it seems you lose along the way
Simple truth you found so comforting before
Dear me,
all the love you thought was free
It will cost much more than what you can afford

And you won't be ready to fight them down
And no one will be there to pull you out
And when nothing is left you forget what it's about
You hide...
Hide..
Hide.. away.

So I'm writing you this letter to warn you now
Before you get your hopes up, before they fall back down
You don't have to worry and you don't need to-
Hide..
Hide...
Hide.. away.

Dear me,
you should know that you can't see
Just how good that it will be in the end.


Unfortunately I have to say that I didn't write this. It's an incredibly beautiful song by Mike Schmid and though I'd once said that I won't do this again, I can't help it -- it's my current favourite song so here;


And just for the record (for myself mostly), I had spent a good portion of this night peeling off the disgusting fingernail on my thumb. It was just bugging me.. getting stuck to my hair and worse, stuck to a stray thread! yeech! I simply lost my patience for it to come off by itself.
I've been sort of monitoring my nail growth since the incident so if you have a squeamish stomach, you might want to ignore these photos. I am for a fact posting this for my own record. It's horribly disgusting but I found myself fascinated somehow. hahhaha!