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By Voice...broken Date: 2002 Feb 07 Comment on this Work [[2002.02.07.08.18.12859]] |
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Wow...where am I So many issues So many questions Fear itself The enemy Making me doubt that which I know Love Hate The line between If it exists at all Friend Family Boy Girl What is the difference The mind Or the soul In knots Thinking about the future What might happen What will happen Am I ready Am I grown Is there ever a right time Is there such a thing as the wrong time Does time even exist An hour A minuet A measurement Imagination run wild A peice of what I sound like a fool But somehow a scholor What separates an idiot from a wise man The words used The years of school Or just the image of one's self Our world A twisted question No right answer No wrong answer Where do we go from here Heavan and Hell Are they your own creation Or the punishment for the question unanswered Twisted minds Twisted hearts Good and evil At the same time Dwelling in the same heart The same mind The same soul We all have this potential To hurt To kill To wound We all have this potential To love To guide To heal Choose and move, they say So what is your choice Forgive and forget Past, present, and future Look before you leap Or leap and live with the consequenses Do unto others, as you would have them do unto you Give and take It is all the same Your life...twist and be twisted |