A Cry for Help

26 April 2009
13:31

I used to believe that dreams and wishes come true
Until I thoughtlessly fell in love with you
Now all I see is black and white
And found myself on the wrong side of right



I’ve heard this line too many times before
And I really should be walking out the door
But how can something so good be so wrong?
Or how can something be weak and yet strong?

How can I still dream of happiness?
When my only companion lately is loneliness
How can I hope that everything will be alright?
When you are always out of my sight

Not a glimmer of hope you bring
All I can feel is the sting
Of the stigma I put on myself
I sure could use a little a help