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...THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE... (I HOPE...) THERE'S ALWAYS HOPE...
so far behind more to follow later there are so many balls laying around... that's what happens when you live a life that involves juggling a lot of different things... there are creative projects, personal projects, and most important, people (some of whom I no longer have contact information for... have I lost balls?)... yes, I have lost some marbles too once I was Peter Pan now I'm a lost boy once I was Superman now I'm a lost toy once I was loved, treasured, and adored the sun rose and set in my eyes once I had everything... then I got bored now I have nothing but lies and these tears in my eyes once I was Josh Baskin now I'm a lost role once I was Prince Charming now I'm a lost soul once I was confident, had so much to give the love of my life crowned me king once I had my own mind, then I lost my will to live now I am your programming and this song I don't sing and I wonder if there's hope left for me can anyone still find me deep in my eyes and I wonder if I am still in here I must be if I wrote this, but was it wise truth is something most people dispise once I was... now I'm not... but I haven't given up on life yet there is some will to live somewhere inside and I have to dig down deep to find it and I wish I had some help the hell with pride I need a friend someone to love me someone to respect who I am I need a friend someone to help me remember and understand life can be a wonderland I need a friend someone to push me to be the best I can be I need a friend someone to share me somene to share fantasy and share themselves and everything with me once I was Peter Pan now I'm a lonely man lost everything, even faith in me I am not Superman I'm just a lonely man searching for something to be and hanging on to hope that some one will love me some things may need repeating, but I know I've repeated some things so many times some readers turned away... alas, I am as I am, growing, evolving, creating... and those who stay (yes you) are my treasures... wish you were here J |
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