Tuesday, March 05, 2002
STOP IT
The TV and radio are yelling at me
Move on turn the lights off
And I know I should
Try to sleep without thinking
The clock alarm rings and I walk near it
I laugh at it cuss I was already up
And I don't even bother any more
I'm certainly bending some rules
If I refuse to get help
I know I'll have the kind of freedom that kills
But I have lost hope
I've lost the minimum hope I've always had
What can you say that would make it come back
I don't think the past will get fix
But I don't believe you can move on in life
If the past is a unsolved mess
I mean I'm still thinking about it
You can talk
You can yell
But I'm done
I'm done
I want to sing too
I want to yell too
I'm done with being the only one
Who lives for others
You can say I think I'm an angel
But I know I'm no angel
I'm a saint
For still thinking of you
You can say I think I'm god
But I know I'm not god
I just tried to make things work
And they didn't
Starting from zero is not a choice
When you can remember it all
And I'm sorry for myself too
For thinking so much in you
For not doing things for fear
For fear of being human
How come I can forgive everybody
But I can't forgive myself
And I'm no angel
I don't even know why
I focussed all my accumulated energy in you
But I'm no shrink
And you are no shrink either
So stop it.
Copyright 2002 Ana Toniolli
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