these things which i so often wonder this need to create myself frustration forgotten through slumber it's there when i wake, defeated before i rise i'd pull myself out of this mire if i could collect my strength or muster an ounce of desire finding the words, and making them mine is there somewhere i could separate this feeling from memory disconnect myself from me? desire inside to mistreat you it pushes words out of my mouth this cyclical pattern i feed you the back & forth, & up & down but still here you are behind this veil of pious revelation i'll close my eyes and look for worth inside i don't deserve you relinquishing hope for the future i try not to hate it so but you are a bridge to those memories i try to forget, if you only knew is there somewhere to occupy emotion a room to keep my rage away from you? just tell me when these hopeless days are over i'll open my eyes and see my new sun rise i don't deserve this ©1995 songs for your mom