Rejoice,
rejoice with the love of passions past...

If only I could hide,
as well as you...

(Written from a mans point of view...

Its just hard to be happy.
I have to play pretend...

When the words run out.
And people grow leery...

Where do you go when pain
is drawn to you...

I sit in total
isolation...

Lock and key I kept everything inside me.
This is personal...

My Words.
I can't put yearning in me into words...

There are highways inside me.
Built by what I have learned...

I sit on the floor.
Classrooms...

Have you ever felt
that erge...