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Behind These Blue Eyes
This poem describes a time when I wasn't sure who I was. I am still trying
to find myself but I am more the person I want to be today, then I ever was.
For a long time I didn't feel wanted, or that I belonged anywhere. I still feel
a little abnormal..but is there such a thing as normal when no two people are alike?
Behind these blue eyes and quiet disposition
Lys a girl who's soul has come up missing
Searching for myself has been a long hard journey
But I still can't seem to find myself and I am what I'm yearning(for)
All I want is to find myself and begin to heal these wounds
But something's got a hold of me I'm entirely consumed
Consumed by hate, consumed by love, they're both one in the same
Where there's love there's always hate, it's a ridiculous game
As much as I would like to know, who I really am
I'm also scared of what I'll find, I'm not my biggest fan
Only I know what's inside of me, and it's overwhelming as can be
That's why I lock myself inside my head, and hide away the key
So do I keep these problems to myself or reveal them all to you
It doesn't matter what I do..either way I'm screwed
Cuz anyone who gets to know the real and true me
Ends up running the opposite way..leaving me alone with me..
Finally I find myself and just like that, I disappear
Now I know why I've lost myself..It's absolutely Crystal clear.
If I can't even handle all the things that go on in my head
Who will love me?, NO ONE, because love's the part of me that's Dead.
You are one of few who knows how to get inside my head
I don't know how you did it but I thought this should be said.
I know I'm really f****d up and a bit on the strange side
But if you keep on going..you will wake the part of me that died..
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