Inside I am alone.
Trapped in a castle of stone.
Sometimes I am strong,
but more so I am weak.
Behind my crumbing walls, I am broken and meek.
I know that this is it for us.
I am so impetuous.
I am like a river, changing as I go.
You are like a rock I crash against.
Unmoving stagnant.
No room to flow.
I grasp on to something that is not there,
because I fear the next step.
I fear change.
I am too old to rearrange.
I am losing a part of my soul
my whole
my entire.
Smoothered by your hopes
A puppeter dangling my ropes.
I can not be what you want me to be
and I have stopped trying.
Fear of change,
to gamble on a chance,
is too high a risk
so I stay and I crash.
I believe in a love so simple,
that I know it can't exist.
Passion,
desire,
all these things I've missed.
Why must it be so difficult.
It doesn't have to be.
I'm just trying to be myself, trying to break free.
But I keep crashing,
against your rock.
all give no take..
I break.
Such is the life we live.
I have come to realize it is what we give.
You can crush the soul but you cannot break the spirit.
Destiny, I know now, is the choices we make,
not the chances we take.
I would love for life to be simple that we
could follow our hearts.
How romantic that would be.
Things complicate, and things change.
Soon theres no room to rearrange.
No room for a fresh start.
And it's not fair.
My walls are crumbling.
I am so weak inside.
