Rahsash Geldich Posted December 1, 2002 Report Share Posted December 1, 2002 She sits across from me in the car Driving again, always driving I avoid her for this reason The reason she gives me now She tells me of the troubles We have with money We don't have it And we need it And she's helpless. I look out the window and half-listen I don't want to hear how we're failing How we're falling And how hard it is to push on. I don't want to know It makes me want to cry And to curl up and sigh To tell the world so that they know To tell you it hurts Hurts to hear Hurts my heart to listen to these tales How I am brainwashed to succeed As you tell me of your mistakes. But you tell me also that you have no one to tell In your weakness, I am strong For that moment, a bit of satisfaction I will be fine after all. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
reverie Posted December 1, 2002 Report Share Posted December 1, 2002 been there... u paint a good picture... watching parents crumble seems to spur us not repeat their mistakes...almost involuntarily which is what i seem to hear you say in this. rev... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Degenero Angelus Posted December 2, 2002 Report Share Posted December 2, 2002 For a moment I thought this and "Speaking" were one in the same, wondering why you posted it twice. Either way, both are very good. Makes one wonder. Degenero, the 'one and only' "The death of one is a tragedy, the death of millions is just a statistic." - Joseph Stalin, 1946 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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