By Athena Goldthwait
Date: 7 April 1997

Live a Little, Die on Lust

He loves her, 

She loves him.

Their lives are

on the rim.

Stress becomes

the main thing.

She can't dance,

he can't sing.

Jealousy comes,

jealousy goes.

They love eachother,

and it shows.

It's hard for them,

it's hard for us.

Live a little,

Die on lust.

Can they stop?

Can they care?

Can they forgive?

Can they share?

Can they think

a little of others?

Like their sisters,

mothers, and brothers?

Do they know 

the pain?  

I feel as though 

I'm going insane!  

What's my problem?  

What is theirs? 

I feel like pulling

out their hair!

Can't they see

all my fears?

I feel like I'm 

going to burst into tears.

It's hard for them,

it's hard for us.

Live a little,

die on lust.