why is it when worlds collide i cant decide
why when things are falling to pieces
am i worried about what hand to grab to reach for
is there a sypher to understand ones own heart
or is it just doomed to scar
how can i be simpler
what words dont cause danger
is their a reason for what im feeling
this is pent up but isnt anger
this world around me's changing
falling apart and building up
i dont want to lose but i dont want to give up
to find what im grasping for would be the journeys end

undecided, unrelenting

how can i write on
i long for but am not sure
is my desire or intention pure
cold hands wiping off a window frost
drawing silly little pussy cats
i want soo much to hold her
yet this is where things collide
do i, dont i, or maybe i run and hide
is it better to shout it out or sit here and wonder why
and to who do i shout out to
i think the anwers clear
but can i view it clearly from soo near

i want some one to read this
do i really im not sure
will it lead to better ot catastrophy
im tired of communicating electronically
i want to send a real instant message to somebody
to share feelings and embraces
to hold and be held
not to see a "*hug*" when a real hug is what i need
in the end i am unsure as when i began
what do i want
to take a risk or panzy out
what would i tell a friend
will i take the jump
i can