Rachel BaByBeAr Anderson Biography

I sit here waiting for someone to speak
hours later it seems
no-one is interested in me
'cause without a partner you're not worth talking to
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The nib sprints across the smooth white surface
Aching limbs strain to keep a pace
Eyes strain againgst the headache
Ticking reviberates off the walls whistling me to hurry
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Times like these make me think
life truely is a stitch
waiting to be unraveled
waiting to be tangled
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Why is it so hard, to find someone who cares?
Someone who's willing to catch these tears?
It's always hard to find someone who'll be there
To catch you when you fall
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When alone i watch the sky
and try to picture you at my side
see the white clouds pass by
trying hard not to cry
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