Troubles don't melt like lemon drops
They multiply and feed on your joy
Like ravenous locusts destroying crops
It knows no mercy, with your feelings they toy
One moment a glimmer of hope,
The next, leaving you in darkness to grope
I try to hold me head up high
Telling myself time for peace is nigh
Only to be brought down in the dump
Making me desperate enough to jump
For now I can hope and pray
And maybe soon I shall see a sunny day?
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
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