| R A V E N O U S |
| Sitting in an egg shell damning myself straight to hell This girl not feeling well falls fast to sleep Thought and emotions running amuck not really giving a fuck boy isnt that just my luck? something for me to keep Sensational irrational feelings about which are fighting their way out full of fear and full of doubt outta my wounds they seep Mine eye is hurting badly my heart is crying sadly Searching around rather madly Looking before I leap An insatiable hunger strike While riding on a one wheeled bike These feelings I do not like around the bushes I peep and see something that catches my eye as I drive or walk on by and it makes me want to cry For the harvest it is time to reap Reaching my arm which is sore out to the thing which I adore Wanting it even more Getting invloved way too deep |