MISSING YOU
a candle burns at both ends-Fire racing flame.
My mind is cluttered-full of lies.
All of your answers sound the same
I don't know what to think
too much is on my mind nothing seems the way it should
and I'm running out of time
the wick is disappearing
someone please tell me what to do
my mind tells me that it's over But I'm still missing you.
-J.S.
