and now look.. it's been almost a week and... i can't see anything. it's dark and the laptop keys are too close together. i can't turn on the light because denyse is sleeping, and i can't take the laptop into the next room because i'm lazy. it's dark in there too.
a week. things happen, things change, things stay the same. trouble swirls around me, but i feel still. but my stomach hurts. for denyse, and for her brother. for joel and his job search. for PO, for children in africa, the works. and for me.
I'm beat, I'm torn
Shattered and tossed and worn
Too shocking to see
Too shocking to see
Trouble
Oh trouble please be kind
I don't want no fight
And I haven't got a lot of time
I wish everyone the best.
