Pain

No body wants to hear about pain.

No body wants to hear these things.

Think of all the fun that you could have,

But, quite then it, went bad.

So sad, a another song I had.

Keeping my pain inside,

But my tears want let me hide,

Bleeding in my heart,

Damage in my head,

Wondering if you still cared,

I was left holding the bag.

Struck with the dead,

And difficulties lay ahead,

I toss and turn in my bed,

waiting for something to be said,

boy was I mad,

and all I could do was gad,

sick to the stomach like a lead, that silently in old houses for sale. 

but with all this I was glad that god was watching me even in despair.