i'm holding on to naught but frustration
hearing it scream within my hands
the worst part is; i don't know what to do
except turn back time, something i do not know how

how foolish are we when our emotions overtake us
how embarrassed we become, and then the tears fall
it affects our moods,
and we see life as nothing

because all that ever matters is what happened then

i'm wishing and hoping somewhere you'll understand
though thru puzzles and rhymes i hide my face
cowardice?