Need No Explanation, well either way your not getting an explanation
What you see:
Is Simply a piece of me
but a window into my world...
A special key unlocks the portal into this world
but my world stays isolated
for the key is lost in reality
Someday the door will open
but for now I wait
Trapped in my own little world
Disguise
Are we really so different?
I wear a disguise to keep people guessing
Appear shallow and hyper
And you just the opposite
Deep, somewhat solemn
I guess I’m somewhat mean
To those I care about most
Again for you the opposite holds true
Me a control freak, perfectionist?
You think of others, don’t always need the reins
Not afraid to trip and fall
Yet the person I’ve been hiding
seams so much like the person you appear
Or is that simply a disguise?
You don't miss something 'till its gone... thats never ment more than it does now
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I wish you knew what waz going on in my head, cause I sure don't...
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Ya know, You're the only thing keeping me somewhere within the realm of sainity
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This year and last have been so different.
Last year throughout a day it was polar opposites, love and hate.
This year it's as if I'm numbed to everything
The boardum is unbearable...
I suppose I'll just have to wait 'till next year.
It's amazing, you can see one person every wakeing hour
and it doesn't mean anything
While you see another for the blink of an eye, passing in the hallway
And it means the world
I look past him,
As though he's not there
was oblivious to the obvious
choosing a memory over him
He looked past me
As if I wasn't there
Was oblivious to the obvious
choosing rejection over me
I wonder
I've been searching
The four corners of the Earth
has it been right under my nose
All this time was it you? Expectations
I wonder what I'd be without expecations
Who and where I'd be
I am who I am because people expect it of me
I suppose thats why my real self stays hidden
People expect my disguise
Memory
Its amazing what a memory can mean
A token of a freindship
How you acted
Who you were
How happy you were
...confused
...sad
How stupid you acted What you regret
Otherwise who would we be?
How hard,
I thought it would be
To swallow the body
Broken for me
To sip the blood shed for me
What had I done to deserve this mercy?
Nothing I supposed
I felt a pang of guilt
As I looked at the bread and wine before me
To my surprise
The bread I swallowed
Went down easily
The wine I sipped quenched my thirst
