I was played for a fool
Gullible as I could be
To what the world seemed to know
But I couldn't seem to see
Sweet words can fool you
'I'm being honest' just a line
You can end up being used
By that 'honesty' in time
Who do I direct my anger at?
The fooler or my better sense
As helpless as my heart's always been
The wound opens up again
Helpless heart but not helpless mind
It will protect me this time
People walk in, walk by or leave
But I'll never again so easily believe
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Spoilt For Choice
She stood on the shoulders of giants
They called themselves her parents
What they'd gone through never more apparent
As she counted what she had that they hadn't
Make your way through this world my girl
His hand on her brow adored her
The affection viewed as pressure by her eyes
How much did he want for her?
Here she was in a world so large, so bright
So many things to do if she could just do them right
How did she ever choose when she didn't know what she'd like?
Degree after degree, course after course
The print flew by her, the print flew from her
She forgot where she was
This is what they do I must do it too
I can't stagnate I must do something
Years of work still gave her nothing
She was unhappy with it all
Still too afraid to stall
Afraid she'd lose it all
What if there was nothing to lose?
So she drifted ahead like a log at sea
Till she couldn't take it anymore
And resigned at last from what
Had never been hers to do
She took the year she should have taken
She broke the monotony she should have broken
She finally stood up and let herself awaken
To a choice she should have always taken
Though spoilt for choice I may be
I've got the guts to choose whats meant for me
Even if it means I have to step aside
Instead of a formula stated by someone else
Listen to the voice I have inside...
They called themselves her parents
What they'd gone through never more apparent
As she counted what she had that they hadn't
Make your way through this world my girl
His hand on her brow adored her
The affection viewed as pressure by her eyes
How much did he want for her?
Here she was in a world so large, so bright
So many things to do if she could just do them right
How did she ever choose when she didn't know what she'd like?
Degree after degree, course after course
The print flew by her, the print flew from her
She forgot where she was
This is what they do I must do it too
I can't stagnate I must do something
Years of work still gave her nothing
She was unhappy with it all
Still too afraid to stall
Afraid she'd lose it all
What if there was nothing to lose?
So she drifted ahead like a log at sea
Till she couldn't take it anymore
And resigned at last from what
Had never been hers to do
She took the year she should have taken
She broke the monotony she should have broken
She finally stood up and let herself awaken
To a choice she should have always taken
Though spoilt for choice I may be
I've got the guts to choose whats meant for me
Even if it means I have to step aside
Instead of a formula stated by someone else
Listen to the voice I have inside...
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