• I take a walk to anywhere
    just to get a break
    To get out of here.

    To get away form all the stress
    The yelling and the bickering,
    I can no longer take it,
    I''m at the end of my rope.

    You say I'm fine
    And just making a scence,
    But just take one look
    And you will see
    A completely differenet side of me.

    You think I'm here
    To make a scene
    But I couldn't care less
    Who sees me,

    You found me sittinon a curb
    Of a horribley busy street,
    Just sitting here
    Staring into space
    With a blank look on my face.

    If you think that's a scene
    Then I don't know what to do,
    I though that was mellow
    So how the ******** I please you?

    Just listen to a second
    To a different side
    I wasn't trying to be dramatice
    Or even get your attention.

    I was sitting there
    Clinging to life,
    And trying not to end mine.