I'm getting into something really big now. Everytime I listen to Phantom of the Opera...it just frightens me. He frightens me. I don't know what to do. Must I do what he wants? Will my will ever come to pass? I highly doubt it. He's everywhere. He's in my mind. Just the thought of him intoxicates me and when I speak to him...it feels like I am in some sort of trance. I can't keep living like this. *sighs* Where's my damn Raoul when you fucking need him!? Kari In sleep he sang to me In dreams he came His voice which calls to me And speaks my name And do I dream again For now I find The Phantom of the Opera is there Inside my mind