Unspoken Pain

March 30, 2009
The social heart is torn
All my life, weary and worn
The language is abused
Got me feeling so used
Seems to me your life is wasted
So little sunshine tasted
Tingling sensations in your back
Guess it's you that's off track
Making sure pleasure was pain
Drove up the wall, driven insane
Needed some space, needed some time
Just need your thought out of my mind
Trying to step up, make a move
Trying to give myself some room
Useless is what life seems
So much more, is what it really means
Give me something, make me smile
Take a look and you'll realize
For you to know, so much more than me
Open your eyes, maybe you will see
Can't pressure you, if it's love
But over my head, a cloud above
Our times written in the sky
My only question is Why Lord, Why?

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