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Breaking Through

In my notes,
the majority of the words
were used to describe my utmost respect
for myself.
Tomorrow, is when i believe the next day is upon me.
creeping up,
kicking up dust, on my old pages of discomfort,
nothin' but lies, to feed the pages
with varied stones of guilt.
i cant come to get rid of.

time has passed
so have my fears,
in the hunt for my heart,
it feels like a capture.
[chorus]
(youve captured my soul)
in all of my life, the one thing i totally denied,
was the one thing that happened.
i feel so betrayed, so dislodged in this situation
i need to get out, i need to be free, i only wanted to be me.
but no, not you, you wouldnt let that happen,
to someone, like me.
these pages, have enraged you. you feel so betrayed but what, about me?
cant you see, it has (freaking) killed me.
you dont beleive, in anything i say.
HOw i can be is somethingi have even questioned myself..
so many times you would not beleive,
i have transformed myself to have an emergency situation.
it has came to my attention,
that you need some serious assistance,
i have rejected your obvious absence as a sign of indication,
that you are a fool.
[bridge]
a fool to my occasion... [chorus2]
youve captured my soul, so natural an so different,
one thing i never understood, was my denial to what happened.
i feel so betrayed, i feel so beaten,
so dislodged in this situation,
i need to get otu, i need to be me,
i only wanted to be free,
but absolutely not,
not you, you wouldnt let that happen,
to someone like me.



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