Why do people keep trying to help me out
Just let me slip and die
Just let me go and be free
Let me sit here and cry
I fight with myself on the inside
But the conflict shows on the out
My time with people I must bide
They all want to know what I cry about
I cry because I dont know how to say
The things I feel in this world I cant stand
I need something to help me find my way
No one offers me a helping hand
My story is a crazy train ride
That I know nothing about
No one want to me on my side
No one wants to find my story out.
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
Inside Out
Posted by jaysheenie at 6:30 AM
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