I'm sick of sorting problems out
And listening to you
All the things that you don't want
And others that won't do
I need a bit of help myself
Just now and then you know
I'm there nearly all the time
Helping you; and your pain to go
All today and all last night
Just wanted to get out of here
Run away and take flight
From all of my own fear
Suffocated by the stress
Of helping others who don't know
As long as their life runs smoothly
It's goodbye, thanks, now you can go
My affairs I keep to myself alone
I listen to your crying whining b*tching
Tell me. Do you hear me moan?
And if I do what do you say?
Gotta run the telephone
Or the baby started to cry
We'll talk again soon
Thanks for listening, Goodbye
Never mind, I've become used to it
I'll jump up and carry on as before
And yes I will be there for you
Because you need me more
Don't worry about how I feel
This feeling will soon pass
Your problems are much worse than mine
My depression never lasts.
You all know me or at least some
I am the local clown
Who tries to keep your spirits up
When you are feeling down
Just spare a thought now and again
As you read the the things I say
There are times in my life as well
When things don't go My way.

Tom. November 4 2007

((((((((((((((((Tom))))))))))))))))))

I love you TOM!!!! Should you need me...

Nice.. sometimes friends don't realize that its not just them that need a friendly shoulder, or advice... that sometimes.. there are people out there, that help them daily... that have a life too....

{{{Tom}}}Love you my friend

i u tom tom and i will always have a ear for you to vent. *huggs* youre the bestest

Tom...