Broken – Written Saturday 5th November 1994 (Aged 19)

Broken

shaking with fear
a little ghost is near
you are dead again
losing what you never had
being in pain
not wanting dad
this is reality
no fantasy, no fairytale
fairytales,
have fairytale endings
that is a fact
fariytales are fantasy,
not reality
that is that
i am going out on the bus
to a place you once knew
coming home again
and feeling blue
and in the pouring rain
it is all the same
and you are to blame
you are feeling strange
with a broken mind
nothing goes along
and you try to be kind
and do no wrong




James Garratt – Saturday 5th November 1994


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