February 17, 2005

Invisible Flame

It's a secret, a mystery, but I love you
So why do you change who you are
Different words thrown at me
As though you control all of us

I'm tired of facades and silences
I want to just be myself, is that enough

Or is there more eggshells I need to walk on
Tiptoe around your mess
Here I have who you really are
Over there is who you pretend to be
there will be nothing left if you hold onto everything

Rest, rest, in this dying light
Listen to my words
Or did you already disregard them

The rest of the sentence walked away
It hurts, A little wound in my heart swells
I should put some ice on it and call it a day
Because you don't see reality anymore
And I'm already gone.
16/2/05

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