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wen life hands yu lemons
throw them out

if we have so much to think about, why can't we just say them
instead of crying on yur pillow on a tuesday morning

crying I try to talk and hang on but it gets harder harder
I hate wen a love one just goes away in a blink of an eye
and yur left here wondering why it had to happen like this

a life changes so much within a week, maybe less
crying stare wahmbulance burning_eyes question question

music helps, so does reading and being with yur friends
but at the end of the day yu have nothing to say or blame for yur troubles

in a way, i'm just trying to say
that wen my life gives me lemons - i tose them out and deal wit this thing we call life and this thing that causes pain and suffer

people kill wit a gun
people rape them kill
people kill themselfs


and this scares little kids - thinking wen their mommy and daddy and fight
wen daddy walks out the door and mommy is left on the floor crying


i only have one last thing to say......

what am I left to do cry