Music

December 6, 2008
By Miranda Campbell, Jacksonville Beach, FL

Sometimes you want to cry
Sometimes you want to fight
Sometimes you want to hit
Sometimes you want to kick

You don't know what to do
You don't know who to blame
You don't know where to go
Everywhere feels the same

Just one word can set you off
Even a look, a touch, a cough
You're fine one minute, then you snap
And someone else is caught in your trap

You take a swing, your fist breaks bone
You like the screams, in piercing tones
You hit again, again and again
You hit so much, it becomes a trend

But do not fight
It'll be alright
Just crank up the volume
And escape for tonight


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