Inside there’s a voice,
One I try hard to silence
When people tell me about
All of the violence
with the things they go though
It whispers “I’ll try to set them free,
But when will someone turn around
And do the same thing for me?
I keep trying to become
The one that is bigger
But I fly too high and become
The one that gets sicker.
Still I’ll keep on fighting
For the hearts I could touch.
It’s just even for me
Sometimes it’s too much.
It’s hard to keep up
With all of my own lies
When the truth is I hold back
The tears in my eyes.
If I can be the one
Who has gotten though,
Than other people will trust
When I say ‘so can you’
But it get harder to believe
All the things that I say,
When the truth is
I’m still just not okay.”
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