Literature
The Pain
I am waiting,
For some sense of order
It's so frustrating,
Because I feel I'm getting older
And I remember,
All the days gone by
I have days I hurt so bad...
All I can do is cry
Yes, I live with this pain,
And I feel every day lost,
Is just another gained
It is the rhythm of my life,
And it forces me to change
I am who I am,
And it is who I shall remain
I am speaking,
Of a life filled with wonder
And I am remembering,
A life torn all asunder
It's so heartbreaking,
To see the look in your eyes
And when I look past my pride,
I see I'm not the only one who cries
Yes, I live with this pain
And even as I look back upon my l
