I'm sitting in a movie theater

Laughing at all the right places

Trying to find humor where there is none

In my own life

Why is it everytime things are going right

Some unseen force has to knock me down

I only cry for the inevitable and I'm crying now

I'm cryng now

What do I do when there is no right choice?

Cause every choice cuts me

This matinee turns into a double feature

It's my escape

My artifical joy

Living through other people

cause my life sucks

and sucks me dry

and then leaves me to bleed again

How loud do I have to yell for god th hear me?

The End

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