Why? Why am I so cold to people? you ask?

I am just a hollow, empty bowl of bitterness
I am like the howling wind that has no where to pass
The moutains are in my way
The sky is my limit, yet I know no bounds in my imagination
I have chains on my heart that I can't let loose.
I feel--hurt and cold, and bitter heat upon my heart
Nobody and somebody doesn't understand.
They preach and preach of how good they are,
But where is the action instead of the preaching.
Why not preach to the world and DO it at least of what you
preach
Do what you preach. Isn't that what we are supposed to do
God?
Why is it that life is so hard and life is so numb---
Why should I be distant and why should I be so cold to
people who try...
to the people who try so little to understand me.
YOu all say that you try, you all say that you did
But you didn't try hard enough---you barely penetrated and
then when you saw it crack and it nver come no more,
you gave up in search for another.

That my friend, is why I am so cold.......

for I didn't mean to be so cold------