This year
this year i will hate myself
but maybe not as much
this year i will hurt myself
but might not be so rough
this year i'll still play the game
i never seem to win
but this year i will change the rules
give up this life of sin
this year i will feel the ache
my heart that's turned to stone
but this year i will share my pain
i won't suffer alone
this year i will mourn my past
and at last let myself cry
this year i will find my wings
and i'll learn how to fly
Kim (1/00)
Copyright 2000 by Kim Martel