She prays to God most every night

And though she swears it doesn't listen
There's still a hope in her they might
She says "I pray But they fall on deaf ears,
am I supposed to take it on myself...
To get out of this place? "



There's loneliness inside her
And she'll do anything to fill it in
And though it's red blood bleeding from her now
It feels like cold blue ice in her heart
When all the colors mix together - to grey
And it breaks her heart



<3 DMB

I'm still trying to figure out who I am and where I belong.  There's got to be a place for me.  I don't know where that place is yet.  But I will never give up looking for it.  Never thought the 20-somethings stage could feel like a giant fog bubble.  Where am I going?  Where should I be?  What do I stand for?  What do people see?  Who have I been? And who will I become? Should I sit still? Or should I continue to run?