Some people never change...
Some people think they can beat love into you with a belt or a fist
Some think they can force it into you while drugging you or holding you down
Some think they can make you feel the love, by caging you in with rules
Some simply think love is an excuse to force another being into you
I see the world from behind bars
see the shadows dance across the fields
feel the tug and pull of strings
as they try to control my being
and all the time I hear these words... I love you
what do they mean
is this the warped image of love
that we never see on TV...
and if this is love,... if this is divine, and sent by God
then why does it cause so much pain and hurt... what is holy about any of it
I am done with hoping
I am done with trying
from now on I will just be
mother hear my words
my heart is beating in my chest
through only the power of love
you are denying me my love
and my friends
and my being
be carefull which powers of nature you try to control mother
because mother nature is a nasty one
she is just like me
she hates being controlled...
Oct 27, 2013
Oct 27, 2013 at 7:05 AM UTC
Some people never change...
Some people think they can beat love into you with a belt or a fist
Some think they can force it into you while drugging you or holding you down
Some think they can make you feel the love, by caging you in with rules
Some simply think love is an excuse to force another being into you
I see the world from behind bars
see the shadows dance across the fields
feel the tug and pull of strings
as they try to control my being
and all the time I hear these words... I love you
what do they mean
is this the warped image of love
that we never see on TV...
and if this is love,... if this is divine, and sent by God
then why does it cause so much pain and hurt... what is holy about any of it
I am done with hoping
I am done with trying
from now on I will just be
mother hear my words
my heart is beating in my chest
through only the power of love
you are denying me my love
and my friends
and my being
be carefull which powers of nature you try to control mother
because mother nature is a nasty one
she is just like me
she hates being controlled...
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