broken like you

What are you doing on the other side of h        e        l        l                             pick your self back up your dignity is dragging accross the floor                   I dont have the time to comfort you         and make you feel like the         man             you want to be restrictions to my personality will push me away w h y               must I find passion in lonely d    r    e  a    m    s life is an  empty hourglass                   it's a neverending search for self esteem                                             hit me and make me bleed it's reality               Only the first few years of l i f e have tramautized us,                           but they are passed off as growing up           b u t how we do decides us                       adolescence must have scarred you       for now you lay here      broken    and      confused                                     but I am not the one to bandage you up and heal your wounds           i'm not the doctor                     with a needle to make it disappear  a quick f i x                       I can offer solace         but i dont' think I want to                                         if i do                                                 i'll be broken like you Written March 4th, 2002 © on Mar 04 2002 12:42 PM PST, melissa upfold   0 • 1