Have you ever noticed that if you mess around the letters in funeral, you get real fun? Have you ever noticed how there's alwas some hope that the dead are just sleeping? How when you wake up you don't know if the nightmare has ended or has just begun? Is there really any safe place to hide? Or is it all just an illusion. Have you ever wondered if your good enough? If your worth something, or just there to take up space?

>> These are some of the questions I ask my self when I'm alone.