Anger
When I am mad,
It makes me sad,
And because I am one,
My slow death,
Has just begun,
When I am in solitare,
My anger will flare,
With just one hint,
My eyes begin to tint,
When I am upset,
Will you forget,
Who we are,
What we are,
Or why we have traveled so far,
If I am unhappy,
Then what will become,
Of the things we felt,
And the emotions,
With which we delt,
Now why do I torment myself,
With emotions such as this,
It's because I have never felt,
Such a moment of bliss,
Never in my life,
Have I ever been so mad,
So just forget it,
I'll just always be sad,
Just never-you-mind,
I guess it's meant to be,
And this I can't change,
Because it's just me.
4/2/97 & 4/6/97
| The Garden-1 | The Garden-2 | |
| Why? | Friendship | Someday |
| Time | Hatred | You |
| Missing You | Death | Without You | Take Me Away |