Tuesday, December 06, 2005

Walking down the pitch-black road,
hoping, straining, praying.
For headlights that will never come.
Left to wander into oblivion.
Yet now unafraid,
what is now meant to come.
Remember me for who I wanted to be,
not for who you knew.

Sunday, December 04, 2005

Care for me care for me
You said you care for me
There for me there for me
Said you'd be there for me
Give to me give to me
Why won't you live for me
Cry for me cry for me
You said you'd die for me

Where were you
When I needed you