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 © Charles Grisham | Year Posted 2008
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