I'll be there for you, just let me have my own corner of the world- lest this world should fall. The least I can do is let my fort be held down. What I am, and what I have been given. I could never have it all, I desire that too greatly.
I hold back my love, from everything- there are many times where I don't- but far too many times I do. What makes a head believe it's bigger than the world? What stops it from seeing the small part that we can play? Aren't we all just waiting for someone to contain it all? To just have it all together?
Well this is my life which is broken for you, into shards and fragments of all that I've been trying to become. This is the man standing in front of the mirror and feeling lost for not seeing who he is in himself. And another is the man who can stand in front of the world, and see all that he could ever need. This is just who I need to be, because that is who I am.
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