Passing Me By

by Laura Gillespie   May 5, 2005


Can a life pass before yourself?
Sometimes a hope isn't anything,
just like night and day.
Can my heart fall for someone more? Life is something that no one understands. Just like punishments and revenges.

Your heart may fell, but you always feel bad. Confusion is in everyone, but never knowing what's more confusing; you or the world. Can love, pass one, or life pass you by?

Tiredness rocks back and forth.
My heart jumps up and down, but others only goes wild. Excitement and heartaches only became through tout life.

Can a life pass before yourself?

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