tool

he wrote in my journal:

 

underneath the skin & jewelry

hidden in her words & eyes

theres a wall thats cold & ugly

& she's scared as hell

 

trembling at the thought of feeling

wide awake but keeping distant

nothing seems to penetrate it

& she's scared as hell

 

i am frightened too...

 

wide awake & keeping distance

from my soul

i am scared like you...

 

- tool

 

undated journal entry, circa 1996/97

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