Wandering
spirits in my head, leave me
You’ve
made a mess of my soul
Sick
of speaking metafores I can’t understand
Leaving
all that is hard, trying to escape,..my only goal
But
there’s hope, maybe I’ll grow
stronger,
can’t you help me
There’s
hope, hopefully no longer
What
do you want from me
I’m
trying to do so good
What
more can I do to please you
Give
me a promise,…not forgood
But
there’s hope, can’t you make me
stronger,
help my
There’s
hope, hopefully no longer
I’m
the one inventing pain endorsing the grief living days in an
sunny rain
feel
duality, hear it cry out, hear it cry
Insignificant
on a theatre stage
Unimportant
for others, enemy for some
Screaming
loud in the back, whispering in the front
Discussed
by a few, love by none
Wandering
spirits in my head, leave me
You’ve
made a mess of my soul
Sick
of speaking metafores I can’t understand
Leaving
all that is hard, trying to escape,..my only goal
But
there’s hope, can’t you make me
stronger
There’s
hope, hopefully no longer
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