Why
why must everything
bounce around from
theme to theme
Never knowing who
you are going to see
when you feel their
is a time to scream
Fears that come
at night will always
break away at day
light
Running from your
fears that feel so
real will eventually
find you and be so
real.
Copyright © Brooke Mccurry | Year Posted 2005
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