Nobody Knows It But Me [Glosa Verse] [Collab]

Lines originally sung by Babyface
Written with the amazing Bryan<3.
Screen name = Bryan
http://www.poems-and-quotes.com/author.html?id=255211
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I pretend that I`m glad you went away,
These four walls close in more everyday,
And I`m dying inside,
And nobody knows it but me.

These lonely nights sure drag on since you`ve been gone,
As I stare toward the city lights with the curtains drawn;
And I imagine my hand in yours, dancing through the streets,
With my silver dancing shoes falling off my clumsy feet.
And I`ll stand, hand over heart; waiting to be carried away -
By a prince charming that promised he`d be here today;
But everyone knows that empty promises have no resistance,
So you held me up high and then kept your distance,
Closing your hand over the fairy tale in my mind, I turn to say:
"I pretend that I`m glad you went away."

Sadness fills my heart as I think of those taunting goodbye`s,
Like little droplets of sorrow, these tears fill in my eyes.
Why would she do this to me, to leave me crying here,
As I walk under this crimson moon, crying crimson tears.
So I`m sitting here, holding my heart out on a display,
But nothing I do seems to turn your head toward my way.
Time gets the best of us, it`s certainly gotten the best of me,
Torn my soul, tainted my heart, pain lasting for an eternity.
So I sit here in my room, thinking of things to say,
"These four walls close in more everyday."

Mr.Cuervo has taken your place, but it still won`t do;
He just can`t fill the lonely void that`s missing you,
And I fake a few laughs as I stand with our old friends,
Lying to myself: I refuse to believe that this is the end.
Baby, the stars and colors in your eyes can`t be denied,
And when I said I won`t miss you, don`t you know I lied?
The road I walk upon is long and winding, no stop signs;
And my heart and head just can`t seem to find a way to align -
At war with themselves: My head says what my heart tries to hide:
"And I`m dying inside."

I am in an abyss of sorrow, with no end within sight,
Searching for your love, may it be my guiding light.
But I will never have true love, I will only live by this fear,
To live forever alone, and never to have you here.
My heart is empty, a void where happiness should be,
Torn between hatred and love, cursed for an eternity.
May the Gods have mercy, it seems your love has not,
Everlasting torture, but this misery is all that I got.
One day I will be happy, it`s my only guarantee,
"And Nobody It Knows But Me".

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Glosa-Verse: A Spanish form invented by court poets in the 14th and 15th centuries. An opening quatrain, called a 'cabeza' is chosen from another poet, or song. The glosa elaborates or 'glosses' on the quatrain with four ten line stanzas, their concluding lines taken consecutively from the quatrain and their sixth and ninth lines rhyming with the borrowed tenth.