| Strange why is life so strange? always needing rearanged? with so many struggles, so many people burstin' my bubble. can't get on peace, can't get a break. can't we get along, for goodness sake? everyone's pushing, now with nowhere left to push. except off the cliff. where on the bottom I'll go squish. nobody knows me. no one understands. when I need help, no one's around. no one to lend me a hand. matt schmeltzer Copyright �2001 Matt Schmeltzer |