There are times when I want to shout out loud
Tell you my story and ask you to listen
But I am afraid you’ll laugh
You’ll laugh at my stupidity
But that point I thought it was courage
There are things that mean world to me
To you they might mean nothing and nothing at all
I am scared you won't understand
Fallen I am and again I’ll fall
I move around with the broken pieces
Though in my hand they hurt
You’ll ask me to move on
You’ll tell me it’s no big deal
You’ll tell me what’s gone is gone
I know you mean well, and you want me to heal
But a part in my is shaken, is stirred, is shocked and broken
A part in me has gone and gone for long
This pain is here as a token
Someone was here and something went wrong!
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