Thursday, February 16, 2006

It's hard to wake up
When the shades have been pulled shut
This place is haunted, its so pathetic
It makes no sense at all

I'm ripe with things to say
The words rot and fall away
If a stupid poem could fix this
I'd read it everyday

The anger hurts my ear
Been walking this line for so long
Rather than fix the problem, I never solve them
It makes no sense at all

I watch peoples everyday
Their lives flows along so why can't mine
If this is what I wanted, and it's what I needed
Then why there's so much pain

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