Are You One of Them?
Are You One Of Them?
You see me;
And they don't remember.
They know who they think I am;
But you've seen the inner habitat.
The sun is bright,
But hidden from unsighted eyes.
Admission is closed,
I'm safe from their lies.
Sick of hearing,
"My best friend".
It's just a sham;
A meaningless trend.
The so-called friends don't mend,
The break.
My heart, my soul, my love
They forsake.
If I could catch a true one's grace,
To save me from this quickened pace,
We would walk, hand-in-hand,
All eternity.
In a place where we could stay,
Worry no more, sing and play.
Could you be mine?
My true one?
The one to stand beside me?
Or are you them?
Are you fake?
What of mine is left to take?
If your potential,
Capacity to love,
Is just as deep as mine,
You'll learn to adore, support, hold a hand.
Not quickly will you resign.
I'll be waiting,
In the depths of the free.
I'll be waiting,
Waiting to see
If a wall you are to my enemies.
If you will be what I want you to be.
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