Post by hopeless on Oct 2, 2006 21:57:01 GMT -5
…You are the lie that says I can speak freely;
But when I speak you don’t hear me.
You take nothing to heart…
It just bounces off of you in a form of your rage
You are the lie that says you care
When, really you don’t know I’m there,
You look through me and see nothing not my hard work nor my devotions to please you.
You are the cause of my tormenting responsibility,
You tell me to take charge but when I do it pushes others away
Causing me in turn to be pushed farther into the endless void of ridicule and segregation
And you, you caused this,
This dark candle to burn
This confrontation
And you cause it to continue raining down on me,
And still I am forced to love you
my kin.
But when I speak you don’t hear me.
You take nothing to heart…
It just bounces off of you in a form of your rage
You are the lie that says you care
When, really you don’t know I’m there,
You look through me and see nothing not my hard work nor my devotions to please you.
You are the cause of my tormenting responsibility,
You tell me to take charge but when I do it pushes others away
Causing me in turn to be pushed farther into the endless void of ridicule and segregation
And you, you caused this,
This dark candle to burn
This confrontation
And you cause it to continue raining down on me,
And still I am forced to love you
my kin.
