CHOOSING MY CONFUSIONS

V. There's nothing I can do to make things better
Nothing I can say to make it right
I think it's what I chose- did I have a choice there?
Today is grey I gotta hope tomorrow's bright.

V. I've got a sinking feeling growing with each second
The world around me slowly fades to black
I wish I could just sink right to the bottom
& then there's no way in hell I'm coming back.

Ch. I get older day by day but each day's the same one
I get numberbit by bit but the pain is real.
Somehow I gotta choose, I'm at a cross-roads
I just pray that someday I'll learn not to feel.

V. Each time the telephone rings, my heart beats faster
But I'm OK if I just block out that sound
Then one day the postman rings the doorbell
And my defences once again come crashing down.

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