Sitting Down

At times I thing to scream and shout
Forget what time is all about
I choose the route without a doubt
To just sit down and drink it out

Standing underneath the rain
I find a way to ease the pain
Smoking keeps me from insane
When life seems like a constant train

If in the world there is a cure
Something pure I can endure
They speak of love not in my house
I’ll just sit down and feel it out
Copyright © | Year Posted 2005

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