Good Intentions
Giving you all of my effort...

Slipping, stumbling, stalling
It all ends the same way...

Being nervous is unpleasant
That could clammy feeling...

Confusion, spinning, blurring
With a mass of colors...

Who are you?
Why are you in my life...

You express yourself through your voice,
Or with any kind of noise...

Look at your
The same as before...

Life often hands you
Strange Bedfellows...

It’s a shame
That you can’t see...

I see you
Just sitting there...

This time the pain is too much to bear,
I can’t keep hiding this for much longer...

I hate this
This feeling of loneliness...