Close to my heart but far from my head,
Living each day with the nagging dread
That any minute I'll find out he's dead,
Wondering if there was anything I could have done instead
That would have stopped him before the night he fled,
And so I sit here, with a heart weighing like lead.
Obviously her issues were much worse than mine,
Considering the fact that she never had the time
To listen to my words, interpret the rhymes,
Spent my time with her much like the mime
On the street who just wishes he were understood
But is vastly ignored by the only ones who could.
All these people, friends who think they have a clue,
Don't bother to look past these eyes, it's nothing new,
Don't bother to find out for themselves whats false or true,
Believing the things that past people in my life thought they knew,
Throughout life the number of friends I've trusted is few,
At a glance the water may seem blue,
But a closer look reveals a much different hue.
And sometimes it feels like it just isn't right,
Wondering why I have to fight through the night,
Unable to sleep till outside turns bright,
Getting to the point where I'm losing sight
Of the dreams that I had, losing the will to fight,
Can't even walk cause my body's so tight
From the stress I push back to just get through the day,
Wishing that someone would just take it away,
Don't know how, dont know the way,
Just sick of the liars, the games that they play,
So this is it, I've got no more to say
About the people who were close who chose not to stay.
Sunday, November 9, 2008
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