I know that I’m nobody
Nothing special at all
So please don’t cry for me
I’m just another
one of the many faces
praying to the rain
Take away my eyes
and drown out my voice
It doesn’t matter anymore
Don’t cover me with laurels
or decorate me with diamonds
I’m not worth it anyhow
I can’t care anymore
I know I’m worth nothing
not even the love you give to me
I’m just a broken one
a crushed little toy soldier
swept underneath the rug
No one cares about me
because no one knows me
So why even bother crying?
Just leave me alone
and make the world go away
I won’t make you happy anymore
All I do is bring pain
to those I love the most
and cripple myself all the while
Just hate me
like all of the others
It’d make things so much easier
What good is love anyhow
When it brings only heartbreak
time and time again?
I don’t know how to be genuine
I’ve lost the real me
somewhere in all of that trivia.
Everything now is just a reflection
a reflection of a broken soul
that was never worth anything
and will forever be nothing special
am but one person
I can not travel two trails at once
I can no more do all I desire
than split myself in two
and hurl myself down both paths
I can not sleep in a bed
and hope to keep it made
I can not read a book
while keeping total darkness
Nor can I hold the candle of love
while facing the winds of destiny
For what fills the heart
must also numb the mind
and what binds us together
will forever hold me back
But these are just choices my love
Choices that are made everyday
To play or to work
To dream or to wake
To love or to hate
To breathe or to die
We will make our choices love
We will cast our die
But know now, no matter what
that you and you alone
were the one to steal my heart
And should destiny call me away
you will be my greatest sacrifice
So there I was
just sitting at the bar
with my head hanging low
remembering the good times we had.
I would have crawled into a bottle of whisky
but decided instead to fill my glass with tears.
I came there to sit with the drunks
perhaps to meet someone more miserable than myself.
Though I heard sob stories
and tragedies of all kinds
they only made me miss you all the more
What is a guy supposed to do
when the woman he loves breaks his heart?
How's he supposed to react when his trust
his love
his life
has been broken?
He listens to tales of ancient heartbreak
while drinking deep from a glass of tears
He puts a quarter in the jukebox
and plays the saddest song he can find
Because as a wise man once said,
"The only solace for a broken heart
is bitter company
and the only solace for bitter company
is a pint of bitter beer."
And though I dare not tip a glass for you
nor buy a round in your name
I'll always see your face smiling back
at the bottom of my glass of tears
I don't expect you to understand me
I know how I act
the words that I say
the things that I feel
and the way that I live my life
are all mysteries to you.
You held me
you cherished me
and now you watch me disappear
fading into the mist of a darkened wood
heading down paths you dare not tread
and opening doors you thought locked for good
But that's where we're different
you and I
where you saw safety
I saw a prison
Where you saw a closed door
I saw opportunity
Where you saw taboo
I saw nothing but emptiness and lies
So no, I don't expect you to understand me
No more than I understand you
and your laws
and your petty ideals
But I ask you to let me live
as I let you
Give me the freedom I crave
Spare me your ill tongue
or your spiteful gaze
I offer neither to you
All I seek is the freedom I need
the freedom to open the doors
the freedom to chase my trails
and the freedom to follow the dreams that suit me
That is all I ask of you
and that is all I ask of the world.
Because I can break all of the ties that bind me
save the ones imposed by my fellow man
in a senseless bid for safety
in a world missing all notion of compassion
I can throw my shackles aside
and unlock my own chains
all while rotting in a world devoid
of even the basic concept of understanding
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