Stand Still
Maybe I don't like to stand still
because the moment your world stops
spinning is the moment it becomes real
I tend to deviate from the pain
I make a right and a left but never
do I attempt to confront the rain
Maybe I don't like what I know
can't seem to swallow the knowledge
that I'm still alone
I look in the mirror to see what is wrong
the girl looking back is hurting
because of this on going storm
They tell me I'm a diamond
But I only feel so transparent
I can make them all stop and look
but they don't want to seal the package
or pay for the handling
maybe I don't like to stand still
because when I do
I realize I'm a mess
I don't want to face the fact
that I might not like myself very much
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