I still hear him screaming "where do I hide?" And he asks and I say "hurry inside" A whole lot of memories Yours and not mine And he asks and I say "hurry inside"

[missyslife]

pressure
stress
it's all a mess.
love
hate
an unknown fate.
happy
sad
feelings I've had.
life
death
my life is an unyielding quest.
Life isn't fair, it just doesn't care.
But I wake up fresh every morning.

Work sucked. Will anything in my petty life get better?