Scared
Just sitting here
with nothing to say
no one is near
no one coming this way
I sit on my chair
pondering life
just staring there
watching him hold that knife
Why is he holding that
what could it be for
he should put it back
and I should run for the door
Just sitting there
I had nothing to say
when no one was near
with that man coming this way
Untitled
sitting there in the rain
makes me think
think of all the things around me
the world that surrounds me
all the people that care
and all the people that were just there
nothing can surprise me now
everything has happend
everytime i take a bow
something new will start to happen
I have learned to think before i speak
to know before i decide
but yet i choose to push it aside
and go by first reaction
it's is not always good
and it is not always bad
but some of the things i do
really make people sad
whenever i do think
I yet end up making a mistake
thinking someone is a friend
thinking that it will never end
just as i start to believe
it all goes away
nothing tends to stay
nothing tends to trust my way
everything that i say
seems to mean nothing
everything i have believed
was snatched from beneath me
everything that i have accomplished
has been demolished completely
