Just Some Times

sometimes i sit and ponder
whats it all about i often wonder?
not knowing is the hardest thing
never knowing what to think

i feel so tired all the time
wanting life to go in a mime
oh! to shut out all the noise
kids be quiet with your bloody toys

when will he notice me "soon"
my song seems to have no tune
talk to me please, help find what i feared
have i truly really disappeared.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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