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Jun 27, 2008
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Someplace He's Never Found
Some Place He's Never Found
A man has so many things
that he would like to say,
But doesn't oh so many times
because pride gets in the way.
He'd like to pour his feelings out,
but he'd feel less a man.
With the way that he is raised
there's no way that he can.
So he stumbles on the words
'cause he can't get them right.
Then he turns and stalks away
because his throat has gotten tight.
He leaves all the words unsaid
as a tear rolls down his cheek.
He vents his anger on the door
for the words he cannot speak.
Once again love walks away
'cause she don't understand,
The trials and tribulations
that's the makeup of a man.
She leaves him with his loneliness
and doesn't hear his cries
As he screams out his frustration
to the dark and endless skies.
He walks back into the room
where they stood an hour before,
Then turns and sadly leaves again
she's not there anymore.
He wanders off into the night
not knowing where he's bound.
He's just looking for someplace,
someplace he's never found...
A man has so many things
that he would like to say,
But doesn't oh so many times
because pride gets in the way.
He'd like to pour his feelings out,
but he'd feel less a man.
With the way that he is raised
there's no way that he can.
So he stumbles on the words
'cause he can't get them right.
Then he turns and stalks away
because his throat has gotten tight.
He leaves all the words unsaid
as a tear rolls down his cheek.
He vents his anger on the door
for the words he cannot speak.
Once again love walks away
'cause she don't understand,
The trials and tribulations
that's the makeup of a man.
She leaves him with his loneliness
and doesn't hear his cries
As he screams out his frustration
to the dark and endless skies.
He walks back into the room
where they stood an hour before,
Then turns and sadly leaves again
she's not there anymore.
He wanders off into the night
not knowing where he's bound.
He's just looking for someplace,
someplace he's never found...
— Rett, Jun 27, 2008
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Barbara Writes
18 years ago
Rett
Rett
18 years ago
Barbara
Barbara Writes
18 years ago
You are welcome
DarkinAZ
18 years ago
Did you mean...
Rett
18 years ago
Thanks Mark
leonard daranjo
18 years ago
Great Piece Rett
Rett
18 years ago
Leonard
Janice Pearce
18 years ago
Rett
Rett
18 years ago
Thank you Janice.
barbsdad2003
18 years ago
A sensitive and telling ...
Rett
18 years ago
Chuck
barbsdad2003
18 years ago
I too had much ...
Rett
18 years ago
Chuck
orgami
18 years ago
I have been this man
barbsdad2003
18 years ago
Very nice work! org ...
Rett
18 years ago
orgami
DarkinAZ
18 years ago
The cold realities...
Rett
18 years ago
Thanks Mark
zarul
18 years ago
ITS A PIECE OF TRUTHE
Rob Graber
16 years 11 months ago
Dark & Endless
Barbara Writes
16 years 11 months ago
Rett
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