February 8, 2004

My own Dr. Jeckle and Mr. Hyde

Dr. Jeckle or Mr. Hyde
Why can't you pick the one you want to be
Pick one and stay that way
Never show a glint of the other personality

I know about your addiction but why are your eyes blind
unable to see the problems that you posses

Reveal them yourself
don't make me the bad guy
Mr. Hyde why do you make her cry
she's given you too many chances but now it is finished
Find a place to run and hide or prepare to change

Come back Dr. Jeckle
I miss your smiling eyes the ones so many say I've aquired

We miss your laid back attitude
your crazy foolish ways of showing us you care no wait come back-
Please stay
Why must you abandon us you look then run away no responsbility can be found
When Mr. Hyde comes around

He screams and says nasty things terrorising anybody in his presence
Controlled by a drink
Our nerves are shot
were on the brink of running away from this town
You made our name a mockery

Instead we plant our feet and grit our teeth and just when you think you have one you see the battle has just commenced

You broken soul so far fom hope
Why didn't you choose us over drinks is it impossible for you to care anymore

No woman to cling to no children to watch grow and no home
Your alone

Posted by ChelsieBetz at February 8, 2004 11:41 PM
Comments

Awsome job Chely. Ekk, I feel the tiffany growing inside me...must be more evil...(insert face mutation here)(little spell incantation)"Caring Be Gone!" much better. Tah Tah

Posted by: Puff at February 19, 2004 12:32 AM