Something’s going on inside me oh so deep.
Gut wrenching, gut tearing, preventing me from sleep.
Everything on the surface seems shiny bright and clean.
But underneath it’s swirling; a nightmare in my dreams.
I don’t like this lonely world that I share.
I want a world of laughter, loving and some care.
I don’t like what goes on in this world we call our home.
When so many are so hurting and feel so alone.
I want to be a part of creating a better space
where love and laughter tears and fears always have their place.
Where sadness is accepted and there is always time
to be there for each other until everyone’s just fine.
1997