here i sit
not too good at it
sadly staring
my patience wearing
do you see
what this does to me
do you care
in my heart a tear
drops of blood
commence this flood
of pain and sorrow
no life to borrow
i put myself here
so why do i fear
the acts of another
i should be a mother
but put in this spot
the tension burns hot
i'm sad and angry
and just maybe
i'll tired of this
and call it quits

03/20/2003

Posted on 03/27/2003
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