...and counting...

12/26/2002

 
All I Wanted to Say
from 8/13/'02

biting my lip is a new chore of mine
I can't say what I'm thinking
I can't speak my mind
when you are done with me
I will be fully equipped
with the same blushing smile
and no lips

I love the way you say
I can't help how I feel
even though I don't agree
I love the look in your eye
I'm cheap
I'll take sympathy
understand my pain
as an unwashed stain
too deep in the grain to waste the change
the change rarely takes place
and each day is hard to face
you'll be living your brand new life
and I'll be stuck in my old one
but that's alright