passing me by

2005 isn't a good year.
Overall.
I feel pressured. I feel misunderstood. I feel pissed.
I feel confused. I feel unhappy. I feel inadequate.
I still feel time passing me by...






I would raise my hand to make her stagger to my desk
and help me with my problem, it was never much
Just a trick, to smell her scent and try to sneak a touch
Oh, how I wish I could hold her hand and give her a hug