Friday, October 22nd, 2010Mature

Where do I come in?

And what part do I play?

 

I’m here in this rut one again

I’m spinning, spinning, spinning out of control

And I don’t mind ‘cause it’s easier that way

 

If you haven’t notice, I am someone too

I’m turning, turning, turning every which way

Hoping that someday

Someone’s arms will reach through

 

But why should I care, if no one else does?

They do, I know, but I can’t tell because

I’m hiding, hiding, hiding from them all

And it’s my own damn fault I’m hurting

 

Spinning, turning, hiding –

 

Where do I come in?

Do I even play a part?

 

The End

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