In her heart, And soul She set fire to all the things That held her back, dumped in and trolled her! And from the ashes, She stepped into, Who she was!
And i was on the stand..... Death on the hand................ I was about to drag away My breath by sliipin' the chair away,,,,,,,, Suddenly Mom's smiling face comes in my eyes....& it changed everythin'......
So they've started to ask me for that one and only reason The sole purpose behind this feeling Insights telling me to mask all the shadows, Sorry but NO revealing! But not revealing has an insignificant meaning After all of their arrangements I find it demeaning, Whenever I wanted to attempt a psychological analysis It led to nothing but an emotional paralysis, Hence nobody knows exactly how it feels Except the only person who unknowingly deals, They tell you to calm yourself and not to worry They say that your past is alive which you've got to bury, If one day I'll rest in peace then why to hurry? I've tried to put myself together But the rest of me is still in 'pieces'... This paranoid now is all together and it never siezes!
When the World needed you, you were like Chester, throwing your arms to reach them! Now what did you get when it's time you had asked for just one hand to help you? Did they care for you? Did they come to you?