StressI try to deal, to put a seal on this bottle I put it in.Stress
But you know what? It ain't quite shut, and I'm here in a rut..
Work, work, work... I do it all, without me, the cafeteria falls. I cook, I clean, I run about. But I won't quit, that's no doubt.
College, college, college.... Grad check due, Homework where I've got naught a clue. It must be done, it must be graded. Else I stay here and stew.
Love, love, love... my heart is yearning, my bridges seem to be a-burning. I miss it, I want it, but I
My voiceI'm told of a bad man, a horrible man, a threatening man. I hear your reaction, the panic, the fear. Then I start to speak, to let you hear my voice.My voice
Calming, soothing. My voice becomes your protection, your sanctuary from it all.
I'm told of little boys, hyper, mean little boys. I hear your worry, the stress, the wear. Then I start to speak, to let you hear my voice.
Calming, soothing. My voice becomes your protection, your sanctuary from it all.
I'm told of a disease, a horrible, frighte
My HeartMy stomache churns, My heart yearns, for something that cannot be. I sit here in my misery, and watch you laugh and smile, but not at me, not with me.My Heart
I sit ignored, while someone else is adored. Why won't you speak to me?
I see things now that I should have seen before, weeping, for I know not what to do. Comfort given, but not accepted, Caring offered, and rejected. Love? It is going out, but what of coming in?
My pain grows I wish the tears would flow, for a release from this ache of mine. &n
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Tara, a 1337 part of this balanced breakfast. Now complete with vitamins A, B1, OMG, WTF, and PWNT
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