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by Jordan Couch Apr 28, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
Sometimes I sit and wonder why This life can be so hard Just when I think I’ve got it right Something seems to go wrong. I try to do all that I can To make it through the day But after all is said and done I’m still in the same awful place. My temper remains out of control My thoughts consume my days I can’t remember the last day that went by That I didn’t cry or feel shame. What happened to the guy I knew? The one I was proud to be That guy got lost so long ago I’m afraid I’ll never be set free.