You found me without
a love without a soul
Wake me up NOW,
Here i am Lord
I have this pen in my hand
Ready to write out
Your voice, is the voice that calls me
Beckoning me, come sweetly
I know your heart
Who is the real me?
Is the face I’m wearing today a mask?
Just a lost and lonely soul,
You’re hiding a deadly secret.
Behind your fake smile.
It’s easy to find yourself alone for lunch on a Friday
Low carbs and no-carbs turn to the gluten free righteous and tut their tongues at the proposal of bacchanalian lunch break.
The sun tomorrow will be brighter
The rain drops will be prettier
Every drowned hope will rise
You smiled every time you saw me at the door,
You smiled even more when i sat by your side,
Never once did you tell me my talking so much made your head ache,
Despite how hard I try I’ll never be good enough
I’ll never be pretty enough
I’ll never be smart enough