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Wednesday, Dec. 18, 2002 @ 11:11 a.m. PAINFULLY BLOOMING I look outside the snow is falling... But inside me only tears. The tears don't show up on my face. I don't cry in case someone hears. For fear of bringing others down... I press on and feign a smile. If I can only get through one more day... Of the madness and the guile. I'll look forward to tomorrow... In the hope it will be better. For now I'll sleep that I may awake... To conquer depressions fetter. The only way I can survive... Lifes gloom and gray dispair, Is to take my focus off myself... And show others that I care. I don't know what I was born to do... Life seems so rough and slanted. Each time I fall I'll rise again. I will bloom where I've been planted. Copyright �2002 Robert A Mingo All content property of RAM 2003 |
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