15 ottobre 2007

Playing along

I just wish those hands were cut
they're running down your skin now

tracing its smooth shape, feeling the softness

maybe I'd like those hands were mine?


I just wish that mouth would shut

no more do this no more go there

it's irritating and makes mad

so I escape in quieter worlds.


I just wish he meant nothing to you

I would hug the pain away and dry your tears

I would steal you from the bore

and take you places you only dreamt of.


But what I wish can't be had

and just like a game with unfair rules

I shut up and play along

they say don't give up...


but I'm so tired of losing.

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