Well just another surface of faith which has been scratched
From the heart I bleed out to you, many times before you’ve answered, now you ignore me as though I’m unimportant
Though I am here to give you my, “Please talk to me!” My words bounce off of you like the falling rain
Why I feel this, I’m blanked with uncertainty
All I do know is that you hear me, but don’t reply
All I ask is, “Why Oh Why!?”
Kru-Shal/1998
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