DOING WRONG

I'm always being told

that I'm doing "all wrong"

and many times they add

the heinious "again"

And my answer to that,

never fails every time,

is silence. Just swallow my pride.

I shut my mouth

and the lump in my throath

has to grow a bit more

I'm just waiting patiently

for it to grow enough.

And when the time comes

when I won't be able

to hold back anymore

I will have to explode

Maybe going mad

maybe growing brave

maybe I'll killing myself

I'll do anything for a change

And I'm still doing wrong

very, very wrong.

But I guess,

still not wrong enough.

10:40 p.m. 27/07/03