My mind is twisting around this concept
pure frustration of what is...and what could be
trying to break away from what I need and don't need
This confusion is stealing my confidence
nagging at this invisible cord that holds me together
I break...
stumbling in the "inbetween"
of whats real and whats not
giving up whats mine for something that you want
Loudly knocking on the doors of my conscious
stripping me of the pride I have
Hold my head up high?
Nah, you've broken my spine
so now I hold my head down and cry
those dry tears
I cry but feel no pain
I shake with no gains
talk about self control
I first have to have a self in order to control
Thursday, January 15, 2009
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