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This is a poem about chances |
| Stay up all night Dream all day Tell you I'm alright What else am I supposed to say Can't you see That you're Torturing me With you're One word answers That I've heard all before It's always been the same Yet I play your little games I swear to myself I'll stop But I've already made the final drop Dropped into the endless fight Between my head and heart Don't know when the time is right To tell you or where to start Tell you the truth Or keep it shut inside I can't make the choice There's no way to decide Can you even hear me Do you see my pain Because it's always been there Printed in my face I hide it with acts With words and smiles Just face the facts Look in the files If you could see me Would you see my pain If you could hear me Would you act just the same The answers remain unknown to me For me can never meet You will never see my pain Nor the reality I face I got lost in words and hidden meanings I just can't stop I'm through the ceiling No conffesions, no truths I can't handle the possibilities Yes, no, maybe so One in a million Is too risky for me |