Aug 03, 2005 08:35
Catching my breath is the term I use when the world gives up on me.
Can you love or not?
The truth finds all of us eventually.
I don't mind-
taking lives I find.
They all shine-
in my pocket at night.
You wonder why you're always alone, you never fit in you never could find a home-
and I don't need to second guess why,-
you're eaten by the anger and it makes it so hard to....
Love to love to love ya...