Kay Allen Biography

here I am
singing into my bedpost
though no one hears me
if only I existed enough
...

I feel it
I feel it everytime I think of you
I know that it's over
but
...

Lonely soul
dripping salty liquids
through her eyes
bowing her head in shame
...

Trains rush past
as we gaze into each other's eyes
not a word is spoken
but
...

he is my rock
he gives me the strength
to wake up
as I try to figure out how
...