The Real Me
Darkened corners
wherever I turn.
No one to follow,
and nothing to learn.
Disguised in life
as a confident girl
but unknown to anyone
I'm stuck in a hateful world.
I m forced to be someone
I'm not, why is that?
I don't know what else to do,
I guess I'll just have to face the fact
that I'll never be who I really am.
But that's not me...
the one who gives up like this,
so quickly and easily.
If I turn to the left,
my mother's in pain.
If I turn to the right,
my father's in vein.
I don't know where to run.
I don't know where to hide.
A misunderstood child,
Crashed between tides.
Stuck in a cycle
that's been going on
for years and years.
My life gone.
Taken away by the
selfish people who don't
ever give a damn.
But really it's me that won't.
I don't want to care,
believing no one will
ever want me or be there.
Can't run to anybody with a nerve.
They act like they don't know what it's for.
Sometimes I think you think it's me,
but the more and more I repeat this cycle
my eyes are starting to see...
That it's what I'm doing,
I'm hurting myself
and causing myself
to drown in my own
puddle of tears.
This pathetic little life
I've made for me.....
Who's willing to look past it all
and really see, what I can be?
Darkened corners wherever I turn,
No one to follow
And nothing to learn.
Disguised in a smile,
That I will hold for years to come
As a confident girl
But unknown to anyone.
Nothing will change.
There's no chance,
no difference, ever.
This is how it's going to be.
This is the real me.
Katie and KaT
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