life is hard
but living is harder.
pain is everywhere
it's hard to understand
and what are we to do,
but cry out the hard moments
and clear our minds
of all that may be
or even is painful.
we clean our souls
and free our minds.
we look to ourselves
and how is it
that we cannot find
anything and everything?
life is hard
but living is harder.
Smile
"It's so good to see
her smile again."
How I wish it were I
who were making her smile.
Freedom from the strains
freedom from the pains
and now she's smiling again
and I wish it were I
who were making her smile.
Making her grin,
from reel to reel,
from ear to ear.
How can I make it me
and make her smile
and make her hide
from all the pain that she sees?
All the tears she feels,
and all she fears
vanish with a smile.
Smiling again,
but it's not me.
Smiling again,
how can I make it.
It's so good to see her smile
to see her bright
bright smiling teeth.
I just wish it were I
who were making her smile.
Making her feel
the way she feels.
Making her smile,
and live with hope.
How I wish it were I
who were making her smile.
can't find my reason
can't find my cause
not the right season
to just sit and pause
listening to my thoughts
while rushing through life
just give me a shot
words cut like a knife
and I'm lost again
can't find an answer
so much to gain
lost as it were
in all that is served
on a platter
or in a bill
why can't I find
my way in the dark
discovering what I see
with an answer in a word
that word of simplicity
that I just can't seem to find
looking with my eyes closed
searching in the dark
let me pause
to think it over
let me discover
and not be lost
in an answer of simplicity
discovered in me
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