The chords of this silence grow thick with time, as the pendlum swings marks the next minute. As another comes rushing in, I find myself still trying to recover from the last, Tricked into belief, hiding who you really are. I keep no secrets, I say it as plain as I know how. I say it over and over again... and then I have to say it again! Yet my words are not heard... feelings ignored. My frustration is growing, In case you failed to notice. Excuse me, think I've mistaken you for somebody else The time is passing so slowly now As I am tired of repeating myself Talking to a deaf ear. And with each disregard... my heart breaks a little more. As you Ignore my words, total disrespectful of my being, taking away more and more of me. I am being totally consumed... taken by total surprise. Maybe the time is still here maybe I am but a whysper that went by, that you just didnt want to hear. |