The Vulture

I wrote this last night(Dec 18th, 2002) at 11:00-11:45pm while I was crying myself to sleep.

A vulture flies overhead
He calls to me
He thinks i'm dead

I feel so dead inside
No feelings or thoughts
Under my hide

All I feel is so much sadness
It wells inside
There is no happiness

All i want is to be free
To live the life
I wish to see

To luv a person of my choosing
I feel nothing
I feel I am losing

My grip on reality
It seems so far away
Like in another galaxy

Maybe these words above tell y
I feel so sad
I wish i would die

I dunno y I feel so lost
Like a boat wondering aimlessly
Being turned and tossed

Maybe one day
If I have faith
I will find my way

I just dun care
About anything anymore
Except for one tha is all I dare

He is the only person who seems to care
The only one who sees past
And who dosen't seem scared (of me)

When he smiles at me
My world seems right
And the only place I want to be