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Too Late I'm almost there... climbing up the mountain... Suddenly I slam my head against the rock making me bleed, making me fall back into the dark shadows even further back from where I started my tears stained on my shirt not tears...painful blood there's no more hope... I'll never see the light so brilliant again so, I learn to climb another mountain learn to live another life... but that life that isn't mine I don't control this life helpless, numb... I can't think straight anymore why didn't I look ahead and see it coming? So much regret... and now, where is my future? Living life...living death I just stay there, getting looked after by somebody who thinks I'm helpless I am helpless. Don't they know that I used to have a better future than them? And now they're ruling over me like I'm a mentally retarded person who has no emotions... Why can't you see? I want to live life again I want to climb that mountain and get to the top before anyone else And yet there's no more hope... � May 29th 2003 Poetry Songs Home |