| it starts I can feel it in me moving up a scream the truth of me but can I write it down? can I tell you about it? the people I am feeling and want to feel the people I hear when I am trying to get to sleep all those faces the past the life the lies I am screaming can't you hear me can't you hear me and these words are not good enough they are not good enough they are not the words I am feeling I hate them they are not the right words there is more to it than this and I can't tell you Return to selections from i through x |