| Softly To Myself by: J. Michelle House |
| Am I the siren guiding your ship into its doom Holding you back should this I assume You trust me completely for I've won your heart Stringing you along, a perfect work of art In your eyes I can do no wrong I've convinced you of this all along I am the strong one for I can pretend To get what I want though my hearts on the mend You never understood the child in me Or cared about the magic only children can see You stayed and waited for me to grow older Though I never did and our distance grew colder You hung back in the shadows watching me play Watching me close should I lead you astray The clock moved forward the world went on Each second that passed is a part of me gone Never looking back at the world I left behind The pain that I once felt conveniently escapes my mind In a world of death my soul must endure Never again to be innocent and pure My mind is naked, my soul is exposed For every door opened, two more my heart closed I stand in the shadows and watch the world go by Forced to face the pain that eventually will die Hanging on desperately to my dreams Getting nowhere at all to me at least it seems They laugh at my sorrows in the shadows I hide Yet the shadows love me not but don't reveal what I confide An everlasting thirst, lonliness infinity, no end to my pain Through all my life of broken promises no question am I sane People on the outside laughing while I struggle for inner peace A lifetime of hidden emotions they wait for me to release I reach my arm out of the shadows only no one takes me in I'm lost in a world I've lived my whole life, a world of evil and sin Through all the time in life spent hating, fighting for change loving and hating I've come to the conclusion life's not what you make it Yet it could make a world of difference in the way that you take it You can't change the past but reminisce on the good Accept the simple fact that not everyone lives their life as they should Let your mistakes educate your future, Live for what you've got Don't waste your time worrying about all the things you could have, you should have and all the things you have not Sometimes I wonder what happened to you And would you still love me if only you knew I ask this softly to myself |
| By: J. Michelle House |
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