Would I be out of line???
You never miss them til their gone.
And then it hits you hard, smack in the face. Before you recover it explodes in your stomach. Next it rams you from behind. And stomps you into the ground. And pinches every inch of your skin. And stabs you in the heart. And claws your legs until the skin is gone. And then it knocks you on your back and throws dirt in your eyes. And squeezes your throat until you gag for air. And pulls your arms from their sockets. And plucks the hairs from your head. It kicks you when you're down and then kicks you again even harder.
Where do you run when your best friend is the one who made you cry? When you don't understand the words they keep repeating? Why? Why? Why?
There are never enough answers, and when you get them they never make sense.
And then it hits you hard, smack in the face. Before you recover it explodes in your stomach. Next it rams you from behind. And stomps you into the ground. And pinches every inch of your skin. And stabs you in the heart. And claws your legs until the skin is gone. And then it knocks you on your back and throws dirt in your eyes. And squeezes your throat until you gag for air. And pulls your arms from their sockets. And plucks the hairs from your head. It kicks you when you're down and then kicks you again even harder.
Where do you run when your best friend is the one who made you cry? When you don't understand the words they keep repeating? Why? Why? Why?
There are never enough answers, and when you get them they never make sense.