|
a feeling of futility: I, behind the glass wall not really a part of the bright lights but separate viewing from here the warmth and the colour I, within the glass globe here inside my bubble present but isolated safe but alone I float in my lonely way out and over the vast bay preferring observation over any involvement I see you below me down there in the mist and come down from my clouds to be near you if I knew how I'd like to let you in but I don't want to come out. not touching, not blending not part of anything unwilling to risk it we embrace and the glass wall molds to my shape and if you drop me I'll break but the glass wall remains. |
|
what i see in you i see in myself and it's dark like a room where you're not listening to the lights telling you where to go and what not to bang into what i see in you i see in myself and i smash the mirror because i can't face it not in myself and not in you what i see in you i see in myself and want to hurt you because you're supposed to be wiser than i am so where are you leading me? what i see in you i see in myself the reversal hurts i can't look at you disgusted by it guilty of it what i see in you i don't see in myself nor in my future i'll learn from you i won't let this become me. |
|
so small in the face of your past and pain so helpless I'd give you my life to live again things I saw in your eyes never needed explained without knowing you I know who you are I can't give you a miracle. I can't keep you alive. I will not forget this. You'll stay with me for a long time. |