Why does my body not feel a slice against my skin,(talking about accidental cuts.)
yet when my heart breaks, it feels as if all those pains build?
Why is it my mind can always win,
If my body doesn't live up to it's standards?
Why does my mind say I hate you over the little things,
when my heart loves you for all of them?
Why do I feel I have broken wings,
If the holy spirit is lifting me up?
Why is it that your face flashes in my mind,
when I only knew you for a week?
Why does my head tell me that your my love, my find,
when we barely know each other?
Why do I get my hopes torn down,
even though I know from experience that what hopes are for?
Why don't I want to leave this town,
when life is so hectic here?
Why is it that the I have friends that I hate,
and want them to die sometimes?
Why is it I look for my fate,
when I believe I know what it is?
Why does beauty sadden me,
when the sad are beautiful?
Why can't these questions flee,
and the answers come to my relief?
Why is everything always happening to me?
 heavymetalsk8er · Sun Nov 19, 2006 @ 07:15pm · 0 Comments |
