Nov 07, 2007 01:40
For all the love i have crushed,
and all the dreams i may not see,
i'm ready to live this life for more than just me.
i hear it in between the lines,
and see it somewhere you can't see,
i need to be more than just me.
i can't stop thinking about her hands,
the her eyes so sweet,
and all the things she lived to be.
Now shes gone,
and left a family as her legacy,
i realize thats what i was born to be.
Rain like tears falling short,
and bloodless memories,
this world's not close to being set free.
I need to make a change,
for more than God cos God has never showed her face to me,
but more for my grandmother's memory.
This life is more than selfish love,
built by our ego-centric reality,
this life is to live for more than just me.