I've come to a conclusion
That these words are mine
Taking thoughts of others
And making them so devine
Wishing upon that star
That no one else has seen
Deafened by the silence
Blinded by the moon's beam
Sitting all alone in the corner
Afraid to be similar to all
But also very scared
To answer their demanding call
Desiring to be understood
By those who haven't before
So I retreat to that abandoned cabin
Not wanting society anymore
But I don't want to lead
A life being that afraid
Or always avoiding the light
Living in the pits of shade
So here I make a stand
Against my own thoughts and belief
Coming back into such sun
Pushing away the rest of my grief. |
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