This Time It's Different- 12/12/2009

This time it's different. no tears, at least not for me. of course the fighting, there never was an end. Happiness was never there. It must have been a false thought, feeling, something, just a memory now.

Gone? not quite. I sit in the middle of it all. Though they say I'm not. many sighs can not compare Different is as I call it. I'm not the only one who feels.

It's not done, but I am, at least with this I can't change it, and it won't change it's self Inevitable enough This Time It's Different