It's not something that I usually have
See it has a tendency of hiding from me
And when the time comes for me to stand
Instead, I just sit there, cowardly
And I hope for the strength that you possess
But bravery can be such a hard thing to hold
Yet you guard it so firmly behind your eyes
Now how could I ever be that bold?
As I imagine you unafraid and alone
I look at myself and I don't want to think
Why is it I who is crumbling down
When I'm trying to float, but I'm starting to sink
Then I hear a voice say that it's killing you too
And I smile as I realise it's truth
And the courage I seek becomes mine to keep
As I think of the love of my youth
Saturday, October 22, 2011
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