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Who I Am
10-21-12
You say I am kind to say those things
But somehow I knew no words could help
I am dying in this useless play of words
The way I make you stand tall
Is a lie
I just wanted you by my side
But you never knew me. . .never knew me
I have written down the things I long to do
To somehow get it through to you
We are strangers in our own terrain
I scorch in sun you freeze in rain
Take a look
The only thing left are the words
They never tell you who I am. . .who I am
So I wait here in the dark all alone
Knowing somehow that I will never be enough
I lack all that you are
And all that you love
I am so self-abhorred
I wish I was kind enough to believe I’m something more
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