repeated feeling

 

 

when life gets hard we always find our way on our knees,

something I wish to know, but I pray,

Maybe one day when the smoke clears, it won't be as hazed, my childhood went

up in smoke, Will tomorrow be too late? slow, -ly watch as I start to grow,

Spend my days strugglin Hidin in the night no one sees, i tell myself im strong

but my demons strongly disagree, i put my head in my hands and slowly start to

weep. take away what ever's left, take this pain out of me.

Speak quietly for now I confess my sins, as my eyes open,

i repeat and it happens again,

when life gets hard we always find our way on our knees,

take away what ever's left, take this pain out of me.

 

 

Jessica Ann Gallagher