LE 108
What do you see, when u see in me?
How do you look past the flesh and the bone to stare straight in my soul?
How could I believe that I could ever be a warm heartful home?
When all I’m used to is the dark and the cold
I!! WILL NOT!! LET THIS CLOUD OVER I NEED TO SEE!!!
See right past your ink blots, straight down to the painters canvas
See just what your artist meant us to see
I can forsake the aging paint chips, your cracks and imperfections
And see you for what you should be
How did it feel, when you realized?
Love was real, did it save you just before you died?
Did you listen, to their acidic lies?
As you became a worthless possession, to their wanting eyes!
YOU!! CAN NOT!!! Take the words without salt, you need to believe!
See right past your ink blots, straight down to the painters canvas
See just what your artist meant us to see
I can forsake the aging paint chips, your cracks and imperfections
And see you for what you should be
Did it make you feel worthless, turned away cast out rejected?
Like you weren’t WORTH A FUCKING THING!!!
Are their attacks now dead, and silent empty words falling on deaf ears
Take my hand it’s time to believe! |
