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Liar
In a Rut
I Like Juice
Color Gaurd
Suicide Girl
Needy
Pussy
Blech
Underneath the Moon
Through the Door
Amazing
And So I Thought
Escape the Shame
Why So Glum, Chum?
I Wish I'd Kissed You
Not Much
Self-Pity
Better off as Friends
The Foolishness of Thinking
Never Enough
Played
Her Trudy
The Thin Red Line
Pretty Baby
Bi-Polar
Advice for the Ages
Prose









THROUGH THE DOOR

How far do I have to go
How much damage do I have to do
When will everyone see I need things too
When will they wonder what I need
When will they see the damage I've done
How do I show them I've stopped having fun

And there's one more step to take
And I'm not afraid
There's one more thing I can do
I'm not scared
There's one more step to take
And I'm not afraid
Don't make me go through

How many needs can not be met
How will I stay alive to succeed
When will someone recognize my needs
When will someone think of me first
How else will I let them know
When will they see my bloody freak show

And there's one more step to take
And I'm not afraid
There's one more thing I can do
I'm not scared
There's one more step to take
And I'm not afraid
Don't make me go through

When I sit there bleeding out
Know you never heard me shout
You never saw the signs
You were willingly blind

And there's one more step to take
And I'm not afraid
There's one more thing I can do
I'm not scared
There's one more step to take
And I'm not afraid
Don't make me go through






Melukar@attbi.com


Copyright 2001 Trudy Smock