Standing in the hallway,
Wondering where I've been,
Looking in my room,
See it's a mess,
It suddenly hit me,
I don't know what,
Coulda been my sister,
Or maybe the roof was
Fallin' on my head.
Looked back at my room,
It was still a mess.
Don't know why I'm tellin' you this,
Maybe it's because I've lost my head,
Wondering where I'm going, or where I've been,
Not to clean my room again.
Went down the stairs, then right back up,
Went into the bathroom, then right back out,
No where to go, know where I've been?
Bulbs burning out, Electricity still flowing,
Never ending conflicts with people I hate,
TV left on, Window stuck shut.
Roof falling on my head,
Looked back about me room,
It was still a mess.
Don't know why I'm tellin' you this,
Maybe I'm in love with a girl,
Wondering where I'm going, or where I've been,
Gotta go back to school again.
The Endless Search
I'm in love.
But since I wrote that 4 months ago,
I lost that love.
And now, a few months later,
I'm in love again.
A cycle, or a coincidence?
That was went through a few 'potholes,'
But now is ... flourishing ...
More cycles?
I'm in the middle of a pothole now.
Can potholes last for 2 months?
Pothole over -- no flourish -- maybe ending soon.
Years later -- so many have come and gone.
So many potholes, but now --
No love -- no hope.
Still searching.
No again -- still no hope.
I wouldn't say I'm searching either.
But since I wrote that 4 months ago,
I lost that love.
And now, a few months later,
I'm in love again.
A cycle, or a coincidence?
That was went through a few 'potholes,'
But now is ... flourishing ...
More cycles?
I'm in the middle of a pothole now.
Can potholes last for 2 months?
Pothole over -- no flourish -- maybe ending soon.
Years later -- so many have come and gone.
So many potholes, but now --
No love -- no hope.
Still searching.
No again -- still no hope.
I wouldn't say I'm searching either.
Insides are Coming Out
I have many friends,
But they don't know me,
It's because I don't open up enough,
To let the real me jump out.
And then a friend one day,
Just told me blankly,
That he didn't know me,
He wondered who I was.
The insides are coming out,
And now I'm so afraid,
That they won't like me,
And I won't have my friends no more.
So I read this guy a song of mine,
And then it instantly happened,
Right then and there,
We became good friends,
Now we talk every day,
And listen too,
Exchanging the things we never would before.
The insides are coming out,
And now I'm so afraid,
That they won't like me,
And I won't have my friends no more.
If I could be anyone in this world,
I would be that great friend,
So I could look at myself,
From the outside,
And wonder,
What's going on inside.
The insides are coming out,
And now I'm so afraid,
That they won't like me,
And I won't have my friends no more.
But they don't know me,
It's because I don't open up enough,
To let the real me jump out.
And then a friend one day,
Just told me blankly,
That he didn't know me,
He wondered who I was.
The insides are coming out,
And now I'm so afraid,
That they won't like me,
And I won't have my friends no more.
So I read this guy a song of mine,
And then it instantly happened,
Right then and there,
We became good friends,
Now we talk every day,
And listen too,
Exchanging the things we never would before.
The insides are coming out,
And now I'm so afraid,
That they won't like me,
And I won't have my friends no more.
If I could be anyone in this world,
I would be that great friend,
So I could look at myself,
From the outside,
And wonder,
What's going on inside.
The insides are coming out,
And now I'm so afraid,
That they won't like me,
And I won't have my friends no more.
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