Feelings of never being good enough,
stupid emotions, breaking down, never tough.
Run into unopened doors, unknown spaces,
Wipe dirty tears from innocent faces.
Your whole world is breaking down,
theres nothing to do in this po dunk town.
So cross your heart and hope to die,
and when dying an option dont start to cry.
Plead with God for sinners sin,
and when the sinners are sinning the good people win.
Hurry up and close oppurtunities doors,
Before hell sneaks up between broken floors.
TO BE CONTINUED.......
