Fighting For Love
Running and hiding from people everywhere
Happy holidays we can no longer share
Needing acceptance, given denial in return
Wondering when the hell I am ever going to learn
My heart is good, yet everyone sees bad
Because of mistakes made by my Mom and Dad
Sometimes I get so tired of fighting for love
I need someone who fits me like a glove
I see the bountiful garden waiting for me
Where I can be whatever I am meant to be
I'm scared of the dark, of being alone and afraid
I'd be rich if only for crying I was paid
Regrets and missed chances align my head
Wondering how different it could've been said
A lot of mistakes I have made, Yes I know
I wonder if the pain on my face will show
Apologies and what ifs don't mean a thing
I feel like a broken puppet, without any string
But my world keeps spinning day after day
Not much more that I really need to say
You came in my life when I needed you most
So about you, sweet love, I will boast
You truly saved me from a life of pure hell
And with you, my love, my heart will dwell
Copyright © Angela Arnold | Year Posted 2005
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