Apr 25, 2005 00:18
I'm on thin ice
one wrong move
everything will break
Times are tense
emotions are high
but why do I die
Inside my heart pounds
uneasy to say the least
guilt runs over me
the smile wiped from my face
Thoughts are never ending
are the things you say true
where they hide
waiting at random to strike
it's up to you
In the end we find
perfection is no one
so why try