• Oh woe to life
    Oh woe to living
    Oh woe to parents
    Oh woe to children
    Oh woe to adult hood and growing up
    The vastness of this world is ripping me apart

    Oh woe to me
    Oh woe to the sky
    Oh woe to the clouds
    Oh woe to the sun
    Oh woe to the moon and the stars
    I can no longer sooth the pain of my aching heart

    Oh woe to the world and everyone in it
    Oh woe to those who will never understand
    Oh woe to the pieces of the puzzle that just wont fit
    Oh woe to the fact that my life is just to bland
    I can’t go on

    Oh woe to the fact that I’ll just never belong
    Oh woe to my tears
    Oh woe to the fact that I sing a sad song
    Oh woe to my fears
    Life is just much too long

    Oh woe to death
    Oh woe to pain
    Oh woe to moms
    Oh woe to dads
    Oh woe for being sane
    Oh woe to uncles and aunts for whom I should be glad
    Family brings suffering and never forgives

    Oh woe to crying
    Oh woe to sighing
    Oh woe to dying
    The world never could stop lying

    Oh woe to the happiness that so few possess
    Oh woe to the real world that no body knows
    Oh woe to the art of being obsessed
    Oh woe to so very many of my foes
    To get justice done I must be so defiant

    Oh woe to revival
    Oh woe to depression
    Oh woe to the earth
    Oh woe to religion
    Oh woe to violence
    To get things done right I must be noncompliant

    Oh woe to the fact that I shall never be saved
    Oh woe to the horror into which my life has been made
    Oh woe to blood in which the world must bathe
    Oh woe to the part that soldiers have played
    Oh woe to my end
    Oh woe to having no purpose
    Oh woe to messages I will never send
    I am caught in the middle of a large typhoon

    Oh woe to the fact that once I am gone I will never resurface
    Oh woe to the fact that I have no friends
    Oh woe to the confusion I have held
    I will die now if I am not caught soon

    My mother tells me not to be a child and to act like and adult
    When I act like an adult she tells me not to do so
    She tells me I need to get out and have fun
    But with no friends or place to go
    Tell me how could that be done

    If I am to be an adult and not a child
    Yet not be an adult or a child
    What is it I’m supposed to be?
    So if you know then tell me please
    Because for these two ages there is no real in between

    I have no where else to turn but to her
    but I feel pushed away, cast aside, tortured, and hurt
    I am lonely and in need of a friend
    Much tension exists between us
    That stirs up an unwanted frenzy
    With her alone I’d like time to spend

    For it may relieve some of that tension
    And she can help with my stress
    I cannot handle it alone
    This world is to harsh and cold to fight off by myself
    Yes I need a friend
    Some one who care and has fun with me

    But more than that what I need
    The most is a mother
    To help me and hold me close
    Someone who will comfort me and talk to me calmly
    See things from my point of view as well as her own
    Follow through on her promises
    And work together to meet things half way

    Someone who will not expect so much more of me
    Than she does of a certain some one else
    Someone who wont push me quite as hard
    Or yell at me for sticking up for myself
    Someone who will not yell at me for resolving my own problems
    Someone who gives me credit where credit is due

    And if she pushes me hard
    I’d like her to push my sister just as much harder
    So I am not the only one feeling the weight of this pain
    Maybe then I will understand
    Maybe then I will listen
    Maybe then I will do as she says
    Maybe then I will meet her half way