How hard does this
thing gotta be?
a blinding world outside
and a world inside
too dark to see
What confuses you
also
confuses
me
Leaders too scared to lead
peacekeepers fighting wars
within
themselves
Endless insecurity
even though
nobody knows
just what
the ****
they're doing
Why are we afraid?
Why do we feel we
must
know?
Can't we
just
be happy to
just
understand?
And you
all you need to do
is take my hand
Because
I get this feeling
like I've been here
before
And you were here
too
But you don't seem to remember
that you are indeed
you
And, I think
that you're me too
because...
because when you really think about it
we're not so different
you and I
we both enjoy a good laugh
good enough
to make you cry
We both love
I know it
the warmth
in sitting close
And don't you love
that gleam in the eye
when we both
have the same thought?
or that weird
moment
when it feels like years
between each
shared
heartbeat
But we've all been told
this shouldn't be
That there is only
one right way to see
and I know that
you trust them
more than you
trust me
You and I are the same
except that you
are so much more
interesting
...And I think
it's because
you trust them
more than you
trust me
They're probably right
after all
it's not so bad
being lonely
Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 12:44 PM UTC
How hard does this
thing gotta be?
a blinding world outside
and a world inside
too dark to see
What confuses you
also
confuses
me
Leaders too scared to lead
peacekeepers fighting wars
within
themselves
Endless insecurity
even though
nobody knows
just what
the ****
they're doing
Why are we afraid?
Why do we feel we
must
know?
Can't we
just
be happy to
just
understand?
And you
all you need to do
is take my hand
Because
I get this feeling
like I've been here
before
And you were here
too
But you don't seem to remember
that you are indeed
you
And, I think
that you're me too
because...
because when you really think about it
we're not so different
you and I
we both enjoy a good laugh
good enough
to make you cry
We both love
I know it
the warmth
in sitting close
And don't you love
that gleam in the eye
when we both
have the same thought?
or that weird
moment
when it feels like years
between each
shared
heartbeat
But we've all been told
this shouldn't be
That there is only
one right way to see
and I know that
you trust them
more than you
trust me
You and I are the same
except that you
are so much more
interesting
...And I think
it's because
you trust them
more than you
trust me
They're probably right
after all
it's not so bad
being lonely
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