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It crept upon me slowly, Of its presence I was unaware, But because of all the changes, I got a lot of stares.'What's wrong with you? 'I heard several ask, But an answer I could not provide.B
I wish my parents wouldn’t fight – I feel like a cat curled up in a cornerWith no one noticing it.They act like robots out of control, Moving clumsily, crashing gears, Not like parents at al
Here I am with my heartGiving what I can giveEvery peace moments whilesSo much giving from their smilesI have you as you have meInside love and outside outEverything most people talk aboutI don
Sometimes I do not know where I am going.Sometimes I have no idea where I have been. Sometimes life is all about the knowing.And I wonder will I ever win.Sometimes this road it feels so long. So
from ladsexplicating their own profunditieson a grain of riceas if there were actually profunditiesbut missing the authenticprofundities.Tricksteetering on the head of a pinbecause who caresi
SometimesI looseMy train of thoughtsAnd I wonder where I amBecauseI Know thatI do thatAll the timeAuthor: Aldo Kraas
Sometimes I wish I couldBreak the barriersAnd free myself from this golden cageAnd become a free birdFree of the worries of the haunting pastAnd of the unknown futureFlying in the vast skySans
Sometimes in lifeYou find a special friendSomeone who changes your lifeJust by being part of itSomeone who makes you laughUntil you can’t stopSomeone who makes you believeThat there really is
Take my dreams give them somethingI don't knowIt's just love inside thisI'll have to show - have to showEverybody is doing somethingAnd I just know how to singLove is sometimes crazyWhen it co
Across the fields of yesterday He sometimes comes to me, A little lad just back from play -- The lad I used to be. And yet he smiles so wistfully Once he has crept within, I w
Here I am tonight, I know it’s not alright, Something’s just not right…When I look into your eyes, I can see all the lies.Sometimes, I wish this not be, Sometimes, I don’t want to bel
He only lives for work and drinking for these are his passions in lifeAnd when he goes home from the local he argues with Betty his wifeShe no longer cooks him his supper she tells him you can help