Post by Devi145 on May 23, 2003 23:51:07 GMT -5
Lingering thoughts that crowd my wandering mind,
Breathless dreams that suffocate my already tortured life,
Speachless words that are useless with this world's cruel find.
Me, my soul, my fake laughter living through this ridiculous strife.
Feelings that seem to seduce my broken heart,
Piecing me together one by one,
Taking it and gently handling it within your grasp...
Suddenly overthrown with anger ripping at seams that finally healed only to lead me back where i had begun.
Me myself and I has a new meaning,
No one but "Me" could only help "myself"...
and "I" can only save them both from other people intervening.
I can hold my own hand, i can walk down the street with more to understand,
If you could explain to me why you give me these hopes and wishes,
When your word starts to seem as useful as broken dishes.
You can build me up and break me down,
If thats what makes you feel more like a man.
I'll stay for quite a while on this shattered ground, a place i've lived longer than i can count.
Its not nearly as stable or sturdy as a love's arms,
It doesnt kiss me or work me with it's enchanting charms.
It cant whisper in my ear and tell me that it really does care....
I dont mind, i can waste my life into the night on this piece of glass that holds me so light.
Curled up in the corner of this room, confused..and lost in fright.
This ground will carry me just enough to let me by....
Just enough to finish the night off,
With a helpless cry.
Breathless dreams that suffocate my already tortured life,
Speachless words that are useless with this world's cruel find.
Me, my soul, my fake laughter living through this ridiculous strife.
Feelings that seem to seduce my broken heart,
Piecing me together one by one,
Taking it and gently handling it within your grasp...
Suddenly overthrown with anger ripping at seams that finally healed only to lead me back where i had begun.
Me myself and I has a new meaning,
No one but "Me" could only help "myself"...
and "I" can only save them both from other people intervening.
I can hold my own hand, i can walk down the street with more to understand,
If you could explain to me why you give me these hopes and wishes,
When your word starts to seem as useful as broken dishes.
You can build me up and break me down,
If thats what makes you feel more like a man.
I'll stay for quite a while on this shattered ground, a place i've lived longer than i can count.
Its not nearly as stable or sturdy as a love's arms,
It doesnt kiss me or work me with it's enchanting charms.
It cant whisper in my ear and tell me that it really does care....
I dont mind, i can waste my life into the night on this piece of glass that holds me so light.
Curled up in the corner of this room, confused..and lost in fright.
This ground will carry me just enough to let me by....
Just enough to finish the night off,
With a helpless cry.