is the grass greener
on the fence's other side
or do things get meaner
being happy has been tried
so what keeps it up
if not a matter of pride
I feel the pain of years
i am all man
and hold back the tears
buy not the toughest around can
i cut myslef and i bleed
i may not even know
but when pain is from need
the blood doesnt show
the hurt is undefined
i cant put my finger on
it is always there to remind
as often as the sun
i had a bad day
there was anger and shouts
sometimes things work that way
when you are full of doubts
hold on tightly
or let it go
things can get unsightly
more than u know
life is a sequence of events
problems and pain
no suicide attempts
im not insane
but when the hurt starts
and i feel the loss
my heart is torn in parts
and feels like it has been run across
what can i do
where should i go
is love really true
i whish i could know
