a little bit of a resurrection
my life journal: cutmedown








Twenty Four Seven

I don�t think I�ll ever find 
What I am looking for
But I know I�ll keep searching
I don�t want to be alone forever
I am tired of wiping the tears off of my face
For once I want someone to be there
To hold me when I cry
Someone who thinks my smile is pretty
Or my voice is sweet
Someone to call mine
I don�t want to be alone anymore
Because when the nite is over
I have no one to dream about
I know that no one misses me
No one thinks of me

written on 2003-03-19 at 2:15 p.m.

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