Casey Jones
Nearer than far, but farther than near,
Get away, away from here,
A freind is what I desperately need.
I need to go to them,
Leave this hell ridden jail that I call a home,
I'm lost, I'm in trouble, I'm not alone...but the feeling lingers.
I need comfort, something that can't be found here,
Arms to fall into, a body to embrace,
A warm smile to cheer me up, a shoulder to cry on.
My words exit my mouth, but are never heard,
My actions are strong...stronger than words.
Take time out, and cool off...something I need to learn.
Never having the last word,
Giving up on my pride,
Admitting defeat...easier said than done.
Learning to keep what bit of a temper I have,
Learning how to please the 'others', than myself,
Shut-up, then speak...when I'm alone and can curse the entire world in silence.
Painful lectures - how I hate that,
Tears stream down my cheeks,
Falling silently to the floor.
Help me when I've fallen, help me to start again, smoothly,
Help me to understand what I'm going through,
Help me to understand what they're going through.
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