All I need
Is a little bit
Of tenderness
Of kindness on your part
A sort of reminder
I just wish I could
Fit the mold of me
I just want to be
More like myself
Like I used to be
Were have I gone?
Can you find me?
I’ve seemed to have
Lost myself along the way
To my very own life
I’m a slave to my mind
What is going on
I can not see
What’s in front of me
Past ghost haunts me
Like a moth to a flame
But my wings
They’re shriveled up
And my brain can’t comprehended
What has happened here
The path I took in life
Has led me to this dead end
And I can not figure out
How I got myself here
At the end of my road
Its not a new beginning
But the beginning to my end
For I can not move on, beyond myself
I can not find tenderness
In a world so callous and cold
My life spun out of control
And I am simply the aftermath
Waiting for time to catch up with me
And leave me here all alone
© 2006 GothicBlack
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