and life goes on

Life goes on whether happy or sad

Life goes on even if you feel bad

You rise each day and start anew

You rise each day not wanting to

            You hope and pray for a solution to things

        Yet a solution is not what the day brings

You sleep at night to ease your pain

You sleep at night to rest your brain

Life goes on whether happy or sad

Life goes on even if you feel bad

the turtle

Don't mind me said the turtle to the frog

I am just going to sit for a bit on this log

I know there is work to be done

But for now I wish to sit in the sun

That is fine replied his friend the frog

Just bide your time here on this log

The work will get done soon enough

I know you've had it kind of rough

So the turtle and the frog sat for a while

Where the warmth of the sun could make them smile

she doesn't recall

They say her name is Hattie McCall

She never wanted any children at all

She could never find her place on this earth

Not from the very day of her birth

She doesn't really believe in heaven above

She doesn't know how to handle love

They say her name is Hattie McCall

Before that she was no one at all

This Life and Where It Is Going

My life is in a tailspin it seems to me.

Not knowing what I should do or who I should be.

Trying to live in the framework we have created.

Pretending it is working is definitely overrated.

Do we think that if we deny that things are wrong,

We will be back to the way we were before long?

No blame am I placing except upon me.

I am just saying I wish you saw what I see.

Dancing around the problem won't make it go away.

Tomorrow's issues will be the same as today's.

My unhappiness is like a disease without cure.

How much more of my craziness can you endure.

Your way to handle my emotional stress,

Is to keep yourself busy and away from my mess.

Oh you've tried to console me and make it go away.

But you really don't understand or know what to say.

I've tried to explain the way that I feel and what I see,

But you will never really get it or really get me.

implosion

What do you say when they ask what is wrong

What do you say when you aren't even sure

What do you say when it is the same old story

What do you say when everything seems to be folding into you

What will they say if they only knew

What would they say if they could only see

What are you supposed to do if everything seems senseless

What are you supposed to do if you feel useless

What is the reason for feeling this way

What is the reason for being here today

What is the plan that was made just for you

What are the things you were meant to do

You can't stop the thoughts that cripple your soul

You can't close the door on the feelings that hurt

You try to go on like everything is fine

You try not to show that nothing is right

You feel like an alien in a strange world

You can't remember when it wasn't this way

You get tired of playing a part without lines

You have ended up in the wrong play

It feels like nothing makes sense anymore

It feels like it never really did anyway

It feels like your memories just make this more true

It feels like everything is imploding in you

As all of the control starts to wind down

As all of the feelings swirl around in your mind

As all of the madness starts to take over

As all of the sadness fills in the spaces

Your soul implodes eventually with time

Being lost in a cloud of doing nothing

I sit here at the computer not because of any great interest

I sit here at the computer because it is a way to hide

I sit here at the computer to make it look like I am busy

I sit here at the computer so you will leave me alone

I sit here at the computer and wonder what is wrong with me

I sit here at the computer not knowing a way to not feel this way

I sit here at the computer wishing I could get back to a different time

I sit here at the computer stuck in a warp of sadness and inactivity

I sit here at the computer just typing and typing and typing

I sit here at the computer waiting for magic to come back to me

I sit here at the computer because I am lost and no one knows

I sit here at the computer waiting to be found