frostyangel
Bluelighter
Why does my heart sit on your sleeve for me to defend..
Why is it that we all just sit around and pretend...
and I'm standing here screaming to beg and plee.
I don't think there was ever anything perfect about me.. not even
in the circle in my eye...
My words are no more useful.. so my thoughts are left unsaid..
I wanted to understand.. how others were so much stronger..
They never folded..
... never bent when others ripped into their skin..
.. had something clever to say.. when even they were wrong..
And where was I?
I blended in.. so I would dodge what ever evil surrounded me..
does the shadow of my patientance linger to far away in the wind?
Just a color blind soul with no where to go..
I started a routine... it was suppose to make me better..
I didn't know when it ended.. I don't even know if it began.
These unknown dreams that we see so vivid in the middle of our
venture.. why? why do we have them, if we can't share them with
the world.. when no one gives a damn..
If everyone stands before me.. when their reaching for the light.. does
that mean I am not good enough... are they better than me or did they
just get there a second before me..
And if they get there a second before me everytime, does that mean
someday.. I get an hour before your second... because I'll I need is that
moment for someone to understand my dream...
I'm crowned by all this unkindness... an insanity of not being considerate.
Who am I?
So what was the distance since I started this life..
I was standing in the corner tonite.. trying to hide my tears
and everyone who thinks that they know me.. saw what I wasn't
telling them in my eyes..
I'm begining to think that I can't handle my emotions anymore..
I just don't want anyone to see me cry anymore...
Do they cry?
When their all alone..
Do I feel ashamed since their emotions are never shown?
Why is it that we all just sit around and pretend...
and I'm standing here screaming to beg and plee.
I don't think there was ever anything perfect about me.. not even
in the circle in my eye...
My words are no more useful.. so my thoughts are left unsaid..
I wanted to understand.. how others were so much stronger..
They never folded..
... never bent when others ripped into their skin..
.. had something clever to say.. when even they were wrong..
And where was I?
I blended in.. so I would dodge what ever evil surrounded me..
does the shadow of my patientance linger to far away in the wind?
Just a color blind soul with no where to go..
I started a routine... it was suppose to make me better..
I didn't know when it ended.. I don't even know if it began.
These unknown dreams that we see so vivid in the middle of our
venture.. why? why do we have them, if we can't share them with
the world.. when no one gives a damn..
If everyone stands before me.. when their reaching for the light.. does
that mean I am not good enough... are they better than me or did they
just get there a second before me..
And if they get there a second before me everytime, does that mean
someday.. I get an hour before your second... because I'll I need is that
moment for someone to understand my dream...
I'm crowned by all this unkindness... an insanity of not being considerate.
Who am I?
So what was the distance since I started this life..
I was standing in the corner tonite.. trying to hide my tears
and everyone who thinks that they know me.. saw what I wasn't
telling them in my eyes..
I'm begining to think that I can't handle my emotions anymore..
I just don't want anyone to see me cry anymore...
Do they cry?
When their all alone..
Do I feel ashamed since their emotions are never shown?
