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The words I am looking for are buried so deep in my head
Lost in my thoughts and buried in my soul
My feelings for you are uncontrollable
you are my friend and apart of my life
when I think of you I can’t help but sigh

when these story's pop into mind I can’t begin to stop
the uncontrollable guilt trip you set me on
the sorrow you make me feel for you
the curious things I think
the mysterious looks you give me

The things you make me say
The things I think about you will be left unsaid
Most defidefiantlyesirable
Left unknown and unnoticeable
Un undecided and unquestionable
I will just wait another night another day another moment
just another memory ahead
Not knowing what will happen

Too much of a hurry to stop and wonder why or when
Too much fury to think about the problems set ahead
Not knowing what to do
Or knowing what to say
Lets just take it day by day

No improvement
No effort
For The rage you put me in
Not knowing WHAT to do
Over come by fear

I ask why and you reply questionable reasons
Not knowknowledgeablees
The things I hear are not to be set free
Not to be preached
Noticeably hidden

The words I am looking for are buried so deep in my head
Lost in my thoughts and
buried in my soul
What else is there to say
I’m sorry I can’t help I am sorry my dear and treasonable friend.