Saturday, November 6, 2010

Idenitity Theft

 
In the beginning her life is full of play
She hears the songs of innocence and dances through Monet
Her path is paved with wondrous things; her heart is made of gold
Her mind dreams of fairy tale's at the age of 6 years old

He makes her think it’s just a game, come on let's play pretend
Now for the person she’s supposed to be, that moment was the end

May innocence and serenity beware
For hiding in the room next to hers is a man who does not care
The signs are there but they say it just can’t be
They turn their heads in ignorance, as if they do not see

He makes her think its just a game, come on let's play pretend
Now for the person she’s supposed to be, that moment was the end

She's left alone with these feelings she can't feel
Stumbling through life each day and none of it is real.
Her head is down; her eyes now watch the floor
The only time she thinks she's whole, is when she’s treated like a whore

He makes her think it’s just a game, come on let's play pretend
Now for the person she’s supposed to be, that moment was the end

Now when she finds the one’s who are truly safe
She can become strong again and in life she will find faith
Though she may feel these wounds are much too deep
She will find herself and so much more, the day she begins to weep

Now for the person she became that day, this moment is the end.

1 comments:

everything.beautiful said...

Asking your permission to re-post on my blog - credit given to you of course. How do you feel about that? Let me know. It's okay either way. This one rings true my friend.

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