Reality
Depression is the reality for me,
I fear it's my only Destiny.
Why do I always feel this need
To look for the once I know will hurt me?
Will I always be so Curios
When I know I�ll be left in a river of Disgust?

Late in the night I cry
Asking God to let me die.
I'm so Restless and afraid,
I feel I�m forever stuck in a locked cage.

The world is coved with anger and shame.
And I feel I�m stuck in the middle of the burning rain.
Life is always dragging me down,
Whenever I smile I want to frown.

I use to play around all day
Never listening to my pain.
But now the knife has been drawn
I hear the shattering of my fun.

So the door is shut and I'm all alone.
My heart is cut, I hear Confusing sounds.
I'll never see those years of happiness again,
I guess it�s my Reality in the end.

<Feeling The Forgotten Pain>

Copy RIght 2004 Mallory Stroop
Last Update:
1\20/04
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