Wednesday 21 July 2010

Powerless


What do you want from me?
Expecting indications
Games 
won’t play your games
I’ll offer no pity
to carry your shame
Who is going to take the blame?
I have nothing left
Disappointing disagreements
Shall I sit here 
and watch you mislead me?
With your tales, stories, lies,
Is this where our friendship dies?
I’m not cut out for this
Destructive disillusions
I've seen it all before, it’s lame,
Your new found wildness 
I refuse to tame
Look at me, can’t you 
see we’re not the same.
What does this really mean?
Everlasting fictional dream,
I’ll not be there
to hear you scream,
Nor shall I watch you 
create a scene,
So I ask
what does this actually mean?

No comments:

Post a Comment