I can wake up real early
Get myself out of bed,
all on my own
paint on my smile
and wipe away my tears
but not today,
today is for rest
I can sit at my desk
and stare at the screen
make it look real
and impressive
play professional like a big girl
but not today,
today is for creating
I can sleep
without tossing and turning
and dream sweet dreams
that last the whole night through
but not tonight,
tonight is for remembering
I can love
you, like a king
to my queen
I can hold you close
and make your pain dissapate
into nothingness
until there's nothing left at all
but not with this heart,
this heart is meant to stay broken
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 10:57 AM UTC
I can wake up real early
Get myself out of bed,
all on my own
paint on my smile
and wipe away my tears
but not today,
today is for rest
I can sit at my desk
and stare at the screen
make it look real
and impressive
play professional like a big girl
but not today,
today is for creating
I can sleep
without tossing and turning
and dream sweet dreams
that last the whole night through
but not tonight,
tonight is for remembering
I can love
you, like a king
to my queen
I can hold you close
and make your pain dissapate
into nothingness
until there's nothing left at all
but not with this heart,
this heart is meant to stay broken
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