2 Between 1 and 3, It's Me

There's few things in this world
   that can bring me to the ground
But these two are different
   and I'll show you how
The first is innocent and crazier than you
   she's so delicate and needier too
She's something of the sort
   I'm not sure what
But she makes me feel strong
   because I know she's not

The second I've known 10 years gone
And the coming times promise
   good barre none
I could tell you I'm safe deep in her arms
Instead I feel weakened by
   the power she owns
I know it sounds crazy, but let me explain
Whatever I do is meant to
   destroy me

Now I don't feel I have the strength to carry on
Drained myself of all energy to move along
It's a cripple I have, a weakness if you will
It's one in me that I can't kill
I can't be happy, I must push you away
Because I'm the happiest when im completely in dismay
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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