| Dancing and teasing in front of my face I'll never win in this human race. I feel so alone now, they've drifted away. Only the madness doth with me stay. The anger steeps; inside I burn. I hope in time my luck will turn. I curl up rocking back and forth, And ponder- I know I've not much worth. I've 'magined flying free and true, Away from this, I'd never rue. |
| Don't Cry I feel the warmpth spread o'er my hand. I knew this life I could not stand. I've fallen now, and I'll never get up. From now 'till fore'er with the ghosts I'll sup. A dark blanket covers- steals the breath from my chest. And now, it is over; 'tis all for the best. Don't shed a tear for me, my friend. I'm happy now- I'm at the end. Life's been cruel, never kind. It's stripped my heart, soal, body, mind. And now, I fly in clouds- so free! No my friend, don't cry for me. |
| Too many things, enough not to do. Finish up quickly, then you're not through. Working so much, there's no time to sleep. This mountain of life that I climb is too steep. I fall down the ledges and barely survive. Climb 'gain right after, no time to revive. My hands are so sore, they've a sweet bloody sheen. On this cold mountainside, upon none canI lean. I try to reach out, but they turn away- all. If I e'er reach the top, there I know I'll just crawl. |
| Whenever you are angry, Mad or hurt or feeling blue, Just remember that this friend Will always be there, just for you. Just give a call or stop on by And I'll be there, htough you won't cry. I'll lend a helping hand To put your pieces back together, And I'll be there to shield you In the rough and stormy weather. Never leave yourself to suffer When a friend is here to help, Even when she's only Just a teeny-tiny whelp. |
| Failure I fluttered through the course of life That was my past- in it no strife. But now I feel I've hit a wall I try so hard, and still I fall. I struggle hard and study long But what I do- it still is wrong. I climb and yet can't reach the top. And wonder if I now should stop. There's always an escape- an out. I don't quite know what life's about. Another's arms wrap tight 'round me Now from this life fore'er I flee. |
| I'm swimming, I'm trying, But pulled short by chains. I'm drowning, so close! And yet, still it rains. I can feel the rain-clean air But I still can't break the surface. Although there may be those who care, This wat'ry grave they'll never share. |
| I'm hurting and trying and fighting and striving. I can't go beyond for still I am dying. A chance now, a gift! Like heaven, I'm flying! Pulled back by the chains, for I don't like the lying. Depression sets in and once more I am crying. |
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