Wednesday, April 29, 2009

In the Garage Where I Belong

no one hears me sing this song.

This is about all of you.
This is about none of you.

I'm sorry I'm not what you are looking for.
But I didn't expect you to disappear like that picture from Back to the Future.

Dear Jesus,

I keep trying to come back to You. But when stunts are pulled like what just happened, it gets harder for me to do so. It gets harder for me to do a lot of things. Maybe we should have a one-on-one soon. How about in my dreams? Hopefully, You can tell me what You want. I think You already know what I want.

Love,
Dustin

P.S. Who is this Beth girl?

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