I saw you holding her hand;
It made me feel sick.
Is it because I'm just to bland?
Or is it that I'm not a stick?
Either way it's still the same:
I'm in love with a taken man.
I guess I just lost this game,
And fell into the pits of sand.
The sands of sadness and pain,
With all it's tales of heart-break.
As the walls in height gain,
I sink deeper into the ache.
And as I journey through these pits,
I wonder if you'll ever know...
Can you figure it out with all those wits?
Will you discover my love for you?
© SRM '07