Wondering? Thinking? So what's going on
What is this thinking I write on my own
What am I feeling? Some kind of rage?
Dead, I'm feeling so dead at this stage
Dead - I don't mean I'm in heaven or hell
Dead - and the meaning this story will tell
Story of happiness, sunshine and rain,
Story of hopelessness, pleasure and pain
When I was young, feelings were rusty
Feelings were nothing but 'nice' or 'disgusting'
There was no love involved, there was no lust
There was just mummy and daddy to trust
Then I got older, hormones kicked in
Places to visit where I'd never been
Something starts happening under the belt
Feelings to feel which I'd never felt
Feelings develop and grow through the years
Feelings like fancies, attractions and fears
Sometimes the feelings become strong and tough
Feelings like that would include hate and love
This is the first one of those that I'm feeling
Now with the second one we will start dealing
It is the wish to belong to someone
Just like the planets belong to the sun
Lastly, a feeling of hope and belief
Hope that I'll see you again if you leave
Now, all those feelings are usually strong
They make you blind to what's right and wrong
But at the moment, the feelings have died
Just like a nerve which has been overtried
There's just one feeling, no tears in my eyes
Feeling of "missing you" - burning like ice