You are my faith
You are my strength...

Lava encased in a warm glass skin bubbling...
Covers wrap my feet warding off the cold chill...

You will be lucky to see me
The real me inside...

Did you ever bother to stop and think,
What if something was to happen to you...

Sometimes I wish I was soft enough to cry
And sometimes I wish I was too numb to feel...

Inconsistency
Contradiction all the time...

Have you ever stopped and felt the warmth?
Not that warmth that comes from a fire place...

That love lost…
The one that got away...

It was nice…
To hear your voice after you being gone since...

I can’t make it true
I can’t make it real...

Wrap yourself in the diffident word of literature,
By opening your psyche to the world unknown...

You sit there looking at me with a messed up face
Asking me why are you mad...