so many little problems
fill the spaces in my brain
I'm filled with rage and anger
all I do is complain
so when I have a peaceful moment
I tend to hold it close
because somehow I don't trust it
it may be a lethal dose
so I am left to worry
about everything and more
the headlines and the deadlines
wolves waiting at my door
if I could accept the quiet
I would settle down and rest
but then I wouldn't have myself
to scold and second guess
give me a minute
to look around and see
there's a fallen angel
and he lives inside of me
there are many ways to burden
your heart in times like these
love is just a memory
and fear is a disease
so I will keep on moving
for someday I will find
all signs of hope and kindness
that I have left behind
give me a minute
to look around and see
there's a fallen angel
and he lives inside of me
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