As I Sit Here All Alone Listening to the sound's of darkness
I wonder why god has created me to be such a crazy mess.
I've had thought's of many thing's involving hurt with denying scream;s
I feel these thing's with much pain. No telling why Im such a mess.
Full of stress full of anger. wanting to let it all go.let out my rage,
I've been hurt to much. Life's getting tough. I feel broken inside.
These feeling's i keep locked up, for only me to see.
These feeling's are strange full of outrage. These feeling's
are the feeling's of change.