Home 21 Mar 2004
I want to settle
I want to trust
I leave my past, broken rubble in the dust
It won’t rebuild I wont try
Then I fear I see a lie
While different than the past
What seems similar, my fear will last
This is where I'll make my start
Strait like an arrow fast like a dart
Then I ask "am I crippled in the heart?"
There my family stands ready with an open hand
And I want to ask, but then
I question
"What’s the reason that you ask?"
"To do nothing more, than harass?"
I am scarred to be alone
But the answer to the question can only be found at home
