Jul 01, 2005 22:11
I’m tired of fighting
For something that was never really mine
I’m slowing drifting away
Letting go of everything I hold dear
Memories fade
And photographs are hidden
Tears are dried quickly
Thoughts suppressed
I hold my head high
And take the next step
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Icy chill run up and down my spine
When you speak to me
There is no warmth
The caring and the nurture you once showed me
Is gone
Vacant stares and non-compliant responses
This is not the boy who stole my heart
Where did my prince go?
The white knight who rode into my life
Made me feel special, loved, and beautiful
Those days have come and gone
But I know deep in my heart
Someday my prince will come