Anguish Unsaid Comfort Zone
i cry inside...
i cry of desperation
thirsty for the souls of the lost
consider the lost
too great to ignore
too great to sit comfortable and not reach out a hand
...and not reach out your hand
is your comfort more important that to save a life? the cross was not very comfortable.
too great to sit comfortably and not reach out a hand
i cry inside...
