Why do I do this to myself?
What is wrong with me?
But, why is it wrong to want?
I'll never understand things in life
I'll never grasp the meaning of what is to come
Be careful what you wish
Never thought that it would come to this
If seeing is believing
Then I feel blind
Beat me outta me
Guess that's why we are all human
Someday I'm sure that the balance will take
But only the negatives seem to weigh
Leaving the playing field not so level
Justice killed in time
Good will and harmony, I can't find
Hoping my wounds will bind
But if seeing is believing
Then I'm truly blind.
A.J. Dinardo - June 29, 1999