Friday, Sept. 24, 2004 / 8:48 p.m.
How

How can you miss something
You never even had
Why does the eternal longing
Eventually drive you mad
And nothing in comparison
Can ever seem so bad
As not having the thing you want
But you never had

How can you feel empty
Deep within your soul
Why can't fingerpoint just
What would fill the hole
And if you could get it
You would beg, plead and conjole
Just to find what fill it
Deep down in your soul