Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Self Confidence

I am weary
The weariest of weary
Your kiss is warm
and sweet
My tears go dry
I can be happy
If I try
I throw my inhibitions
at you
I can be sad
Sometimes without
a reason and I don't know why
I am glad I have you
at least
I am weary
I feel weak
I am the weariest of weary
The weakest of weak
There is so much about me
that's good
I just can't tell you what they are
Even if I could
I don't know how take a compliment
Never could
I believe in doing good
In fact the best
At everything that I do
Forgetting about all the rest
I can be so many things
Some I've been for far too long
And there's the things that I have been
I wish would have stayed
longer than the song
I am weary
I feel lost
Living, loving
At such a cost
It takes it's toll
God I'm weary
I feel so old
My body aches
and my feet are cold
I sit and think sometimes
until I cry
I sit and think sometimes
and I don't know why
Your kiss is warm
and sweet
and once again
my tears go dry

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