What happened to me.
The rain came and washed me away.
It rains five out of seven days a week in this town.
There are just too many

Sounds.  The storm outside,
Loud rap music from upstairs,
And flip-flops on the stairway.
A phone conversation not meant to be

Heard.  Your door clicked shut.
I picked that one sound from
The rest of the chaos.
You know I'm here, don't you

Care?  You can't live without me,
Now you can't stand me,
Your feelings for me switch from
Love to hate to love to hate and back

Again.  Remind me what we're doing this for.
Tell me about a day, once upon a time,
When we didn't fight.
Don't shout at me, just speak to me, and tell me

September 13th, 2001