Mar. 1, 2001

Tell me what I’ve done this time

Everything I do feels like a crime

It’s a cycle that never seems to end

Here you come to put me down again

But there’s a look in your eyes

Which comes without surprise

It seems to say you’re sorry

For what you’re about to tell me

You seem to like to tell me I’m worthless

Though I’ve picked you up when you fell

You tell me that all my time is wasted

But you waste yours just as well

All work and no play

Waste your time away

While you know that it should be

Something more healthy

My emotion I can’t seem to explain

How can I get rid of such pain

Now I live my life day by day

I’d go crazy if I lived any other way

Time out from the playpen

Separated from my friends again

Living lonely in the corner

Making my long life shorter

I lift up my eyes to the night sky

And wish that in an angel’s arms I could fly

Somehow my feet stay planted in the grass

And the twang in my heart reminds me of my past

It could be that I’m scared

Of having my feelings shared

But I think that it’s mostly

The thought of what my life could be