As i lay here alone staring at the ceiling,
Trying to understand the emotions im feeling,
The pain in my heart,the hurt i am showing,
Is it love,hate,or the fear of not knowing,
The tingles in my belly,the shivers up my spine,
The thought of wonder,are these feelings truly mine,
Felling the loneliness of sorrow,
Will i feel these feelings again tomorrow?
So many feelings one for each day,
The Good, the Bad, and the ones that never go away,
Where do the come from?
How did they get there?
And can i make them disappear?
I guess I"ll never learn what i am feeling,
If I just lay here staring at the ceiling.