Friday, February 19, 2010

Breathe

I care.
I swear.
I do care.
You just don't.
Not enough.
If you did,
you would see the signs I'm sending you.


the not ok.
the I'm living a lie, those aren't accidents.

What you think is the truth
why don't you just ask.


Please,
then I'll tell you how much I'm struggling
to be happy


But I am happy
I'm really trying.

I don't want to let you down.
I want to be what you want me to be.
The physical pain takes the emotional pain away.

You are my world
You are my sunshine
But somehow I seem to cower from your light.
I knwo you're hurting too.
Just




I smile and say ok



Because it is, to me it has to be,

Because no one wants to know what's behind my bars,
they just hold onto the hands that I hold outside.

Because that is all they want to know

And those that dare to venture further,

must first find the key.

Which was thrown away years ago.
So no one ever bothers.

But it's fine.

I'm fine.

'2 AM and I'm still awake, writing a song
If I get it all down on paper, it's no longer inside of me,
Threatening the life it belongs to
And I feel like I'm naked in front of the crowd
Cause these words are my diary, screaming out loud
And I know that you'll use them, however you want to'



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