Taking back what’s mine
Killing is my name
Grab hold of my prophecy
Because I am not to blame
My Future looks dark to me
Nothing left to hold
I reach to touch myself
WHERE AM I TO GO???????????
You have got to feel my PRESENT!!
You have got to feel my PAST!!!!!!!
To know where I am coming from.....
Will I Ever Last??
© Angela Gschwind, March, 1997.
©AngelaGschwind1997