Short message

After a long night...standing outside a bar in the cold...and after another disappointment from the people I care about...
ending the night inside, just a couple of us....somehow connected... but none the less, I felt so fucking alone....lonely
we talked about the past...and about the future
P. said to me, to wait...that things will get better...that I'm getting there
but I know....I have to leave...go...find that something....
if I remove the failiers, there is nothing left
and than...while I was driving home...a short message
nice timeing....like you would know

Fish has something to say: "I am a nothing. A bad boy, that will never become someone. I have spent my life running. Out of a battle, in to the next one. I belive in nothing and no one. I have no god. I have no home. I live as a shadow. I'm the dark corner in the street...the face with no eyes.
AND I WILL NEVER BE ANYTHING ELSE