I'm somwhere inbetween...
I toil through the nights, just to struggle with the days.
My scarred lungs cough up hopeless lies and confessions toward a dangerous future.
I awake with sleep filled eyes, to look over and see myself nestled in beautiful dreams.
To ask myself why... it happens everyday, its part of my routine now.
I have people who say they care, i have people who say they love,
but no one to hold close, no one to gaze at me with need.
No one to look at me with transfixed eyes and tell me that i am MEANING.
To tell the truth and know that the truth is all that matter, not the fault.
So tell me about whats important and unimportant to you in the midst of the crowd,
and i will intently listen, not caring about the riot around me.
All that matters is the green. the blue. the brown. or the many layers of color that make up your eyes.
Beyond the layers i will glimpse your soul.
I will see what you TRULY are, i will see what you will become, and then i will know what love is...
My scarred lungs cough up hopeless lies and confessions toward a dangerous future.
I awake with sleep filled eyes, to look over and see myself nestled in beautiful dreams.
To ask myself why... it happens everyday, its part of my routine now.
I have people who say they care, i have people who say they love,
but no one to hold close, no one to gaze at me with need.
No one to look at me with transfixed eyes and tell me that i am MEANING.
To tell the truth and know that the truth is all that matter, not the fault.
So tell me about whats important and unimportant to you in the midst of the crowd,
and i will intently listen, not caring about the riot around me.
All that matters is the green. the blue. the brown. or the many layers of color that make up your eyes.
Beyond the layers i will glimpse your soul.
I will see what you TRULY are, i will see what you will become, and then i will know what love is...