Confused

Driving down the road Nothing to do but cry Just hauling off our load Feeling as if we should die. Seeing all the trees Planted in their place Wind blowing through their leaves But planted. .always being safe. Looking at the clouds Always being in the sky So high, free, and loud Expressing their emotions, they cry. Watching the drops come down Feeling as if it were for me Becuase, I can feel the pain But I still can't be free. Tracing the yellow lines go by Silence, as we're sitting there Contimplating all of those lies At the road, I stare. Looking at the dash. . Glancing over to see. .we're out of gas And also, we're out of cash. . Why can't things be as it were the past? Sleeping all day Always getting what I want Like that, why can't things stay? The answers, I believe are just a taunt. Now,. .driving now more Don't know what to expect next, What do we have in store Will it turn out for the best? Trancing with the stars So peaceful and real Wishing I could be up there So, this I don't feel So confused, so upset Where do I go now Should I do this, Should I let-- Should I. .but how? The answers lie in time And only time will tell But sometimes time decieves us And sometimes we're all sent to Hell.Confused. . Written February 27th, 2002 © on Feb 27 2002 02:20 PM PST   18 • 0 • 10