Don't you care what I'm screaming underneath
the dreams I'm still believing, holding onto with the sheets
of paper that I writing on over and over it the order that I say things and the way that I suggest that we should love each other
every day?
Do you really only get the message I display upon the top of the stack of the lists of complaints because I'm so afraid to come right out and say it don't ya get it! if you love me you would get it! at least I think you should but maybe I'm the one who's under all the false impressions driving this dangerous train of emotion and life and maybe i will wreck it in the end but hey, it might not matter if we live through it because then we could laugh about it and start from the very top
so you see what I'm saying,? where this whole thing is headed? its not good but I sure am glad to have it being done!
