02-16-03 - 01:51
I try to breathe
Memories overtaking me
I try to face them but
the thought is too
Much to concieve
I only know that I can change
Everything else just stays the same
So now I step out of the darkness
That my life became 'cause
I just stuffed it down
Now I'm older and I feel like
I could let some of this anger fade
But it seems the surface
I am scratching
Is the bed that I have made
So where were you
When all this I was going through
You never took the time to ask me
Just what you could do
"Staind"
We are all the same, but how can we feel that way? I think that everyone feels different things. For chance, if I were to tell you of my views, what would you think? Would you feel the pain after taking a life? What do you feel? Leave me a note. Please.
