Taking life one day at a time. 
Losing track of the minutes that soon turn to hours and days.
Giving myself up to an unchanged world full of frustrations. 

Standing alone in line about to fall.
Who will catch me before I hit the ground. 
Not understanding why the world goes around but mine stands still. 

Who am I kidding? 
Where do I belong.
My eyes are hurting and my brain is aching. 
Trouble shoots through me keeping me shaking. 

Unchanged are my ways.
Sinful thoughts and doughtful fears.
No confidence to shed more tears. 
Anger and pain so deep.
I sware other can feel it and hide, don't dare see it. 

Standing alone in line about to fall.
Who will catch me before I hit the ground.
Not understanding why the world goes around but mine stands still.

by Sonja