Teardrops falling in my head
My heart is heavy as lead
Emotions worn on my sleeve
And the world is my pet peeve
Emotions filling my entire soul
My temper rages out of control
Make it stop, make it quit
Or I fear my head will split
I try to make you understand
The way it is in my own land
The mountains and valleys of my mind
The highs and lows you shall find
Yet our thoughts are ever so different
Thus fighting is how out time is spent
My love for you is ever true
I’m just sick of arguing with you
~Chrystal
Written on
June 20, 2003