Apr 2014
I’m ready to fall in love, but not ready to be loved
I‘m prone to giving freely, but not accepting of hugs
It’s all about confidence and accepting who I can trust
And how I lack faith in someone fighting for “us”
I've experienced and witnessed people’s abandonment
If I had to go through that again I just couldn't handle it
Seen families broken apart, dealing with broken hearts
To prevent that in my life I turn my back at the start
However, I've discovered that I’m too ready to die
Because I’m afraid to live by giving love another try
I’d do anything to float in the dreams that I had built
But once reality set in it filled my brain to the hilt
Broken promises to myself have me wrought with guilt
Making me feel like I deserve to wallow in this filth
I wish I could stop myself from wanting what they have
I have to tell myself, “You never wanted it that bad.”
Confident in my decisions, better choices made me glad
If that’s the case, though, then why do I always feel sad?
That’s only until I find something expensive to purchase
An escape from the emotions, masking that I’m uncertain
On a journey to find out what the most beautiful view is
Is it my immaturity that allows me to even do this?
Driving in circles trying not to dwell on what’s hurtful
Dawn rises to reveal an overwhelming array of purple
Golden leaves on the trees rustle softly in the breeze
Gentle sun rays glisten off the surface of the sea
This is how I know someone’s trying to talk to me
To help me come to see all of the things I could be
The last step that is left is for me to just believe
In the things I have to offer and all of my various abilities
Though I've never been one to see what other’s see in me
I’m always blocking progression due to my insecurities
Yet what a hypocrite I am for the words I often convey
If given the opportunity I would build you up all day
Ironically I would mean everything that I would say
Hoping our foundation will give me incentive to stay
But nowadays I seem focused on pushing others away
The fact is this world wasn't built for a cat to be a stray
What are my options when others are too busy to play?
I guess it means I still need to grow up in so many ways
I‘m prone to giving freely, but not accepting of hugs
It’s all about confidence and accepting who I can trust
And how I lack faith in someone fighting for “us”
I've experienced and witnessed people’s abandonment
If I had to go through that again I just couldn't handle it
Seen families broken apart, dealing with broken hearts
To prevent that in my life I turn my back at the start
However, I've discovered that I’m too ready to die
Because I’m afraid to live by giving love another try
I’d do anything to float in the dreams that I had built
But once reality set in it filled my brain to the hilt
Broken promises to myself have me wrought with guilt
Making me feel like I deserve to wallow in this filth
I wish I could stop myself from wanting what they have
I have to tell myself, “You never wanted it that bad.”
Confident in my decisions, better choices made me glad
If that’s the case, though, then why do I always feel sad?
That’s only until I find something expensive to purchase
An escape from the emotions, masking that I’m uncertain
On a journey to find out what the most beautiful view is
Is it my immaturity that allows me to even do this?
Driving in circles trying not to dwell on what’s hurtful
Dawn rises to reveal an overwhelming array of purple
Golden leaves on the trees rustle softly in the breeze
Gentle sun rays glisten off the surface of the sea
This is how I know someone’s trying to talk to me
To help me come to see all of the things I could be
The last step that is left is for me to just believe
In the things I have to offer and all of my various abilities
Though I've never been one to see what other’s see in me
I’m always blocking progression due to my insecurities
Yet what a hypocrite I am for the words I often convey
If given the opportunity I would build you up all day
Ironically I would mean everything that I would say
Hoping our foundation will give me incentive to stay
But nowadays I seem focused on pushing others away
The fact is this world wasn't built for a cat to be a stray
What are my options when others are too busy to play?
I guess it means I still need to grow up in so many ways
