AuntieAngie

The sun has set,

The Clouds are still,

As the stars light up the sky.

As the day whines down,

I whine up.

As the day is about to begin,

my head starts to spin.

I need my sleep at the oddest hours,

I live in my own world,

full of black towers.

My Clock is set on snooze,

and snooze is where it stays.

Most people would like this,

but i want to strike it.

This is the normal me,

The one thats not so free.

I'm Stuck in this rut,

and it is so hard to fight.

I will never know if

I can get things right.

The saddest thing,

I will never know if I

can become the free,

abnormal me.

Sometimes I feel like smiling,

Sometimes I feel like crying,

Most of the time I feel like dying.

All these emotions bottled up inside

are eating me alive.

With nowhere to turn I am

paitently waitind for what I will come to endure.

Waiting for the day when someone

will say I'm not alone.

This person who ever it may be,

will tell me that the pain,

and the fear that kills me evreyday

will shortly fade away.

It will gone forever

as long as we stick together.

Until that day arrives I will stick

right here by my own side.

Hoping the pain and not endear

anymore fear.

Angie

So why does it have to be this way?

Once you start to grow your held back,

and everything turns black.

You believe this is what you need.

You even start to go at your own speed.

Until you held back,

and everything turns black.

You have thoughts of

dissapointment.

It's like you don't have

enough encouragement.

Your head spins with all these toughts.

But do we really know?

What our future is sure to hold.

And can we really think that we know,

what everyone preceives.

It's all so complicated.

It's just way to hard to feel jaded.

It is then that your held back

and everything fades into black.

Angie