Novemeber 14, 2004

Lost

The beauty of your soul

Reaches out to my fearful heart,

I stumble about alone,

Think my body has embedded this dart.

Alone and afraid

My eyes never close

Your passion shall baid,

I'm not who you chose!

When will this poision stop,

Flowing in my veins,

I feel like a spinny top

This sorrow in my brain.

It makes me feel so dizzy

Wish you would not

Lie about being busy.

So then this top could stop.

You lie with your words

Your eyes tell the truth

I can see that evil will bod

And soon be in this booth,

The one that keeps me inside

That locks my happiness away

I want to run and hide

And maybe soon this day

I can flee from you

From me you see.

That with my eyes so blue

I one day will flee.