ever wonder what the feeling is, when everything is pushing out from within, when you wake up at night, wondering whats inside, not knowing the reason why, i feel it all the time, never felt it before now, not once, not sure if its anything at all, except mabye love, but is that what love really is? my pain and suffering everyday? if love is so lovely, then why does it feel this way, i cant tolerate it, it has to end, either except it or cast it away, the sooner the better, the sooner i know the sooner i can forget it, or cherish it, either way, no matter what happens, i still want it to stay....