I wonder if they ever see me not
the me they see but the real me and if they do not is it my fault
or is it that of the viewer I wonder if they ever hear me not what
they hear but what I am saying and if they do not is it my fault or
that of the listener I wonder if they really feel me not what they
want to feel but how I really feel And if they do not is it my
fault or that of the person feeling I wonder I
wonder
Swirling out from center into
void wishing I had you to hold me down Vanishing uncontrollably into noise saving myself
was never my thing Crying hopeless into the black wishing you were
her to hold the cries back coming forth unto the morning begging
for the strength to face another lonely day Tearing up as I go to
sleep telling myself love will save me
years of messes to clean up years
of tears that fell unnoticed years of bruises she still didn't let
go years of screaming and drinking it whole years of time she had
invested years it took her to realize that years she had been
shorting herself years she took what she did not deserve and years
she now intends to have returned
