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Why am I living here In a world where I am lost Where even when the wind changes My life becomes a tornado Mixed emotions, a limbo of life Not knowing my real friends Not seeing them through the storm The storm created by my tears The clouds by my hazy vision The lightning is missing though For I possess no flash of inspiration I don't know what to do Which mountain to scale To view a better world. (7/12/98) |
'I'm growing older Before my own ageing eyes Yet when I look deep within I see only a little girl That knows so little About the very world in which she lives. I open my eyes, my ears and heart To absorb and possess Information to make me wise Yet the days seem too short As I inevitable travel Towards an age when I can learn no more Yet I still won't understand What's behind it all. What makes me me And not someone else. |
Look at me I'm where I want to be." I watched as you climbed To the top of a mountain I watched as you stood And stared out with awe But now I will watch As you fall to the bottom Unable to fathom Where you have been How can I tell you That paradise isn't forever? How can I tell you That dreams are just illusions? How can I tell you That we all must return To the reality that we try and avoid? Without having to watch you Live through the pain. |
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