Early AM:

I could sit here all night
And cry these sad tears,
The exact same ones
I've creied through the years.

They all hurt the same
They all bring the pain,
The only question is
How long they remain.

Aloe tissues don't help
They just make things worse,
Cause everytime I use one
I remember your curse.

So turn out the lights
The party is over,
I'm not feeling so good
Still searching for closure.

Well bless my little soul
My poor feelings are hurt,
You beat all I've ever seen
And your lower than dirt.

I could sit here all night
But my outcome is grim,
I hope tomorrow is better
Oh no....its early am.