Insecure (I am not really sure if thats a good title)

See it’s the frustration that sets like wet concreat

The agonizing cry of lambs

Even the strong werestly with the fact

They aren’t good enough

Am I too big, he wont like me, he cant possible love me
I gotta make sure my bang fall just right

It’s midnight man with the napoleon complex who finds wrong in everyone else

Hes the successful stock broker whos sperm donor was never around

But they both always  seems to be found amongst the ladies

I smilling but I am slowly drowning into this place where I dwell with my thoughts

He sees the world thru the eyes of a beaten and aboused child

So he can’t help it help it - hes always on defense

See he's just  trying to make in this cold cold world of 
“everythings gonna be okay - eveythings gonna be okay"
 ....when it really isn’t

I suck sometimes – cant get right and I keep screwing up. 
But u know what its all right.

It’s the women who only wants her man

You’ll catcha that in a moment

He can't commit and  u need commitment 
.........the grass is always greener

Theres something inside her that blocks the thought of realizing that

He belongs to someone else

Its hard to fight with yourself
Trying to forulate the words in the correct order
so that the outsiders will understand
whats inside
 I look to find that peace of mind
where there is peace in my mind


When you've heard your crazy a thosand of times
Somehow you become crazy in your own mind
I am not good enough
trying to reach that mark
contentment is my peace of mind. 

(I am not done yet.... )