I feel so cold
before my time,
dead so old
no reason i exist or rhyme!
He kept me warm
and young at heart,
never a fear storm
ever took part!
Now it's a blizzard
of endless worry,
are my cries heard
why is help in no hurry?
Monday was 2 whole years
since i've been waiting,
mercy never appears
just more seconds i'm hating!
There is no reason
for me to pretend to stay now,
for all here it be so pleasin
to take my final bow!
(i've gotta bring it on soon and how)
SALLY
