Jun 02, 2003 00:47
Do
let me tell you a little story
of a hundred rainy nights
something deep inside me yearns
need tries so hard to surface
thunder and lightning in my head
the warmth can't break through the clouds
often wonder why I'm here
what purpose am I now
no matter how bad I want to
the moment never ceased
instead its taken for granted
though one day I will be no more
fallen down the steps of truth
I find I'm bruised and beaten
confused on how I ever got there
must have been hopes I believed in