You said I couldn't understand
You said my heart couldn't even feel
You said I could never love anyone

Unfortunately
I do.
And I do know how it feels to be
Torn
Apart
Because I couldn't control what someone had taken out of my hands

But I've never told you
The way it was
The tension spiking as the question
Popped out of his mouth
We were young
Still are
But
My heart
Is growing old
Of the feelings it cannot hold

I. Refuse to admit it
I. Never will
Because I said no
And he turned away
I still see him now and then
But I built a wall between us
All cause I didn't want to see his
Blood
On my hands

In a twisted game
Of telephone
I never meant to start
He heard
"I love you"
But I'd said
"I used to"
And from that moment on
It was a tangled loom
On which we wove
A tapestry of feuds

I still see him now and then
But I built a wall between us
And nothing will ever be
The same

I had stitched every hole
Every worn down place
Yes, I was perfectly flawed
But I was sewn tight together

The waves could come
Shake me if they could
But my stitching stayed strong
I thought it always would

There's something new
Hunting me down
Sharp sharp claws
My stitches fall to the ground

Like a torrent of rain
Just enough to crack open
The floodgates

I am lost in the river and I can't see the ground
Praying for a hand to reach out but I won't make a sound

Fate lying within
A destiny woven by stars
Trapped and hidden from us
Forced to follow out the course already made
But we all have a choice
To break from the cage
Nothing is written in stone
Just what others choose to believe
I will step out of my trap
I will be who I choose
None can take my freedom from me
It's who I am inside
It's free to be a believer
Choosing who you are inside
But to some the price might be heavy
The Fate is yours to take

all these people
What do they know?
all these places
What can they show?
all these things
What does it do?

We surround ourselves with knowledge,
Hoping for wisdom
Praying for peace
all these things
What good are these?

Can they tell us of our thoughts,
Which ones we should have?
Can they guide our decisions,
The good or the bad?

No
all of these things are worthless
When compared with the face of God.

Can you show me a different path

One with exciting features

This one is so dull

Will we find it

Maybe

Now

Maybe

Will we find it

This one is so dull

One with exciting features

Can you show me a different path

This one is boring

Let's take
A
New
Path
      One that
               Twists and
                 Turns
            And
Is so much
More fun            
This is better              
See all the curves                  
But we could
Take a path because
We think we should
And that might be fun
But I can't rhyme
So I'll just stay on this path

For now...

A single drop, blood red
Landing softly, from above
A wish, lost
A hope, left
A dream crushed
Because others didn't think of it enough
Because of the things they thought were important
Because of the dreams they never had

Wishes falling down
Wishes all around
Splattering on the ground
The wishes, all gone