Crying All The Time
By MaryHall
The people next door, fight all the time I live in a small place, and cannot hide I miss my friends,and my family, but not for long There must be something I'm doing wrong 'Cause I'm crying all the time Every five minutes or so, a jet flies low overhead It shudders my building, and the thoughts inside my head Is there a god so great he can understand, my human pain? and if there is, I wanna know him 'Cause I'm crying all the time Written December 22nd, 2001 © on Dec 22 2001 04:58 AM PST 20 • 0 • 1
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"The people next door, ..."