inside this head, brews a thing
it makes me screem
and makes me sing
thoughout my life i've been torn and used
between what I want and what to do
I try to get all I desire
for babies, myself, and all my friends
most the, the means, don't justify the ends
it is said ALL that is given will eventually be received
But I still wait, and try, and give....becoming impaitent to this life
passions are building....with out end
but what I really want is a best friend
some one who can see my heart
and is completelty real...
from the start
one day this life just my
return my love
and keep pain at bay
one day...maybe just one day
I will see my will
create the way...
