For Who You Are
you don't cry over the smallest thing
but you wonder why you don't cry at all
when you dream
you don't dream of me
you dream of the past you which you can't change
you wish for the littlest
then you don't wish for it at all
you under estimate power
for you are the controller
you play people
like you play the battle
now you finally see
for it was right under your nose
Copyright © Elizabeth Williamson | Year Posted 2010
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