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I would like to believe, that I am so insignificant, that no matter what I do, it shall not have an affect on anyone. I shall never hurt you, I shall never let my opinion count, I shall never fall in love, to hurt you, or me. I shall never be heard to object to your overpower of voice. I would like to believe that I can no longer care, that there is some good in me. That I can learn to appreciate everything. That I don?t spot your every fault. That I don?t hate you, before I even know you.
I would like to believe, that I have something to offer, that no matter what I?ve done in the past, I shall be accepted for who I am now. I shall try to protect you. I shall stand up for what I believe. I shall love you forever, despite what that means. I shall speak when I feel it is right. I would like to believe I care for you, that there is some hope between us. That I appreciate everything about you, for who you are and not everything I want. That I treasure your faults. That I love you, yet barely know you.
The concealed whispering in the dark
Whilst I lay slumbering, unable to hark
Crying out, but all too concealed
The pain I feel has never healed
To see the light, I look to the bleak
But only to see those who speak
Words of pain composed without thought
Is this the way that we are taught?
I turn to another world in which I will be
Forgotten, again, a life of misery
I would like to believe, that I have something to offer, that no matter what I?ve done in the past, I shall be accepted for who I am now. I shall try to protect you. I shall stand up for what I believe. I shall love you forever, despite what that means. I shall speak when I feel it is right. I would like to believe I care for you, that there is some hope between us. That I appreciate everything about you, for who you are and not everything I want. That I treasure your faults. That I love you, yet barely know you.
The concealed whispering in the dark
Whilst I lay slumbering, unable to hark
Crying out, but all too concealed
The pain I feel has never healed
To see the light, I look to the bleak
But only to see those who speak
Words of pain composed without thought
Is this the way that we are taught?
I turn to another world in which I will be
Forgotten, again, a life of misery
Excellent.
I couldn't help wishing to be a ghost. Someone who can just move in and out of everything, listen in and be entertained, but never be of any real importance.
Lived many years like that. Perhaps I wouldn't need to be heard so much now if it wasn't for that. So I do regret it.
Because sometimes I do regret the person I've become. But being who I am has bought me more joy than I could have ever known.
I think maybe it's just a cry for the times of old.
But never mind. Excellent post Tom.
And yes, I love you too.
I couldn't help wishing to be a ghost. Someone who can just move in and out of everything, listen in and be entertained, but never be of any real importance.
Lived many years like that. Perhaps I wouldn't need to be heard so much now if it wasn't for that. So I do regret it.
Because sometimes I do regret the person I've become. But being who I am has bought me more joy than I could have ever known.
I think maybe it's just a cry for the times of old.
But never mind. Excellent post Tom.
And yes, I love you too.
I would like to believe, that I am so insignificant, that no matter what I do, it shall not have an affect on anyone. I shall never hurt you, I shall never let my opinion count, I shall never fall in love, to hurt you, or me. I shall never be heard to object to your overpower of voice. I would like to believe that I can no longer care, that there is some good in me. That I can learn to appreciate everything. That I don?t spot your every fault. That I don?t hate you, before I even know you.
I would like to believe, that I have something to offer, that no matter what I?ve done in the past, I shall be accepted for who I am now. I shall try to protect you. I shall stand up for what I believe. I shall love you forever, despite what that means. I shall speak when I feel it is right. I would like to believe I care for you, that there is some hope between us. That I appreciate everything about you, for who you are and not everything I want. That I treasure your faults. That I love you, yet barely know you.
The concealed whispering in the dark
Whilst I lay slumbering, unable to hark
Crying out, but all too concealed
The pain I feel has never healed
To see the light, I look to the bleak
But only to see those who speak
Words of pain composed without thought
Is this the way that we are taught?
I turn to another world in which I will be
Forgotten, again, a life of misery
I would like to believe, that I have something to offer, that no matter what I?ve done in the past, I shall be accepted for who I am now. I shall try to protect you. I shall stand up for what I believe. I shall love you forever, despite what that means. I shall speak when I feel it is right. I would like to believe I care for you, that there is some hope between us. That I appreciate everything about you, for who you are and not everything I want. That I treasure your faults. That I love you, yet barely know you.
The concealed whispering in the dark
Whilst I lay slumbering, unable to hark
Crying out, but all too concealed
The pain I feel has never healed
To see the light, I look to the bleak
But only to see those who speak
Words of pain composed without thought
Is this the way that we are taught?
I turn to another world in which I will be
Forgotten, again, a life of misery