Your voice is clear,
You wish I would change.
You wish I would hear,
And not find it strange.
I hear my voice,
Climbing in defence,
I wish I wouldn't lie
And drop my pretense.
I wish you would say
What you felt underneath,
While I wish I would hear
What you had hid beneath.
Tell me like it is,
Every colour, every note,
Tell me if you worry,
And tell me if you dote.
But inside I must know,
I hear what you say,
Even words that you never
Planned to put my way.
I hate who I am when
I hide behind these walls
To prove I am right,
Does it matter at all?
These tears in my eyes
You did not make me cry
I am my own misery
I keep asking why.
No promised salvation
A long distance away
I must know I am here
It must happen today.
Should I ever lose you
I'd lose you to this guilt
And see it all crumble
Everything we built.
5 comments:
And just how beautiful is that?
beautiful! loved it :)
I shared this someone who understood every word of it.
Hiding behind walls -- I so know what that feels like.
I hate who I am when
I hide behind these walls
To prove I am right,
Does it matter at all?
Could actually feel these words hidden in me too...
beautiful!
hope this post doesnt come from a true broken heart!
This is beautiful Reema... its a feeling that is sure to resonate with many of your readers. But the way you have penned it down makes it immensely lyrical, moving and sad yet beautiful.
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