Sitting all alone, w/the wind that burns my eyes
Slashing at my face, leading me to wonder why
My life is all alone, full of anger and of pride
Not wanting to go on, tho' I do I can't say why
How can I explain, I don't really want to try
I keep living with the pain, though all I want to do is die
Things are not the same, but they will keep getting better
I'm going through a change, that's why I'm writing you this letter
I know it's kind of rough, but I hope I will get through it
It's getting kind of tough, as I rush headlong into it
I'm not sure that this is right and it's scaring me to death
I'll keep living with the pain, til I breathe in my last breath
I keep wishing this is over, I keep trying to maintain
The world is on my shoulder, and I just feel the pain.
My life is a life full of worry.
A life full of heartache and pain.
And when I see and end to the worry,
Again there comes the rain.
Oh the rain , it is hard,
Oh the rain it is soft,
Again it darkens my day into night.
And the birds that sing and fly,
So high up in the sky,
Once more are hidden from sight.
Oh but look, it is bright,
From the darkness, there is light,
And the sun it is out once again.
But do not be decieved.
That is what they want you to believe.
For it shall rain forever more in the end.
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