wrote this today: weird for me:
His continuous echo through my head speaks:
Oh Child, Sweet Child devout to Winds of Change
May change your voice and change your name
Yet you will always remain the same
The most fragile of hearts deep scarred with strain
Oh, will you ever trust again?
Or lower your face and speak no name?
Too wild, too bright to attempt the rain.
Yet love is one you'll always be afraid.
Girl, bite your tongue to the obvious pain.
Your dreams turn wicked in night's array,
And still you always remain the same.
Tell me child,
Oh, will you ever love true again?
I will, I am, No taunt can fix my mind.
So put away your silly rhyme.
There are others here who are oblivious to mine.
So I ask you to lose it until another time.
Please don't caress my faults and shame
Into another of your stupid games
I ask you not to make known again
What we all try to hide away.
My love, what true, is not yours to question
Neither is he whom I give affection.
Oh child, it is not you to stand
So strong to these matters at hand
Your fragility overpowers that strand
Of pride that keeps you atop dry land.
Your window's wet, and there's the rain.
Will you venture into sure pain?
You've a foot outside, to start again?
Oh foolish child, you have not changed.
I'm outside and soaked in all
I wish to devote myself to now
And no rhymes of yours can come to call
On a fragile heart, up from a fall.
I wish no more doubt from you
A conscience who has never led true
I am my own, however sold
To stages I have loved of old
And if I lower my face away
It is not yours to pick or say
For this is how I choose to be
And fragility is strength I choose to keep.