Jerome

Despair

Sometimes I despair
Make me tear out all my hair
'Cos everything I say
You take in the wrong way
Why not let me be
And just let me do
All that I want to
Instead of standing in the sun
Holding out your gun
Shattering all my dreams
Tearing them at the seams
I don't mean to sound so cruel
But I just want to explain
Just how you make me feel
Maybe this way we can
Formulate a plan
To help us get along
I think it would help us both
But probably me the most
'Cos this hair on my head
Losing it is something I dread.

posted by Jeremy @ 2:45 pm