||[Dec. 5th, 2003|06:08 pm]
Feeling Sorry For Myself
I want a woman to sing my songs with passion and pain as if she felt every drop and poured them into her voice like hunni.|
I want to not be sullen guy.
I want to be funny again.
I want to look into someone's eyes and see faith.
I want to stand in a room full of people and not be alone.
I want to watch my girls live, laugh and love.
I want to bend over and tie my shoes like a normal human.
I want to cry from happiness for once.
I want someone to grab my ass cause they might want a piece.
I want a good day where something special happens.
I want to be normal.
I want to be me and have someone be happy about it to show me I should be too.
I want . . .