LifeOnTheVerge

the complete works of erica j. radford
2003-10-27 18:34:28 (UTC)

A Perfect Murder

I don't know just what to say
I barely even know the day
I don't really know what I'm trying to say
I just know its getting better everyday

I will not attempt to explain
My brain is not one to ordain
My actions avoid my own personal gain
I just hate that it must cause me pain

I'm not sure if this has a meaning
Or where to it may be leaning
I'm running out of rhymes with meaning
Blah blah yakkity yak mutter mutter cleaning...

I thought it was getting better
But I guess I was wrong
Looks like I'm back to square one
Because I was singing my own song

I can't make my brain understand
What the hell is happening beneath the sand
I don't understand where this is going to
Or understand why there is blood on my hands

I've been framed that's all there is to it
Someones been stealing my life
Making everyone think that I am the killer
Will someone please tell me what's going on?

Please tell me whats happening
I really need to know
I can't handle this confusion
Where do you expect me to go?


~Erica




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