Ericka..

I don't know why I'm crying

But I do know a part of me's dying.

It comes and goes as it pleases.

My feelings are what teases...me.

Someone says it's just a part of life.

Another phase that comes about with strife.

But that's all anyone seems to say.

And I know I have to do more than just pray.

It could be a sickness buried deep.

Maybe that's why I always weep.

Why does it have to be like this?

Ericka, you are the person I miss.

So why can't you just come back?

You're so lost and way off track.

See, you're speaking in third person again.

What the hell is wrong with you then?

So unbalanced and so unwell.

You might as well save a ticket for hell.