The Perfection You Can't See.

Tonight I realize I cannot add up to the person I wish to be. I lost that vision in a future dream of pain and misery. I promise my self I will learn to forgive my self for the mistakes I've made. I will get stronger, and learn to live with these grades, and hours that seem long. In my life things will always be the same, Ill keep on living, and keep on giving till I'm relieved of my duty. In a song ill lose my soul. Ill listen to the jazz, or rocken roll. In my heaven I see the perfect vision but I'm not there. So many questions of death I've forgotten what I've got left when no one helps me. ' All these questions, Still floating in the air, but nothing comes to me. The truth blows in the wind. The answers are in the eyes of those that walk around me, The ones that live, The ones I can't learn to see. The ones that live, that are not me. I feel dead, I feel dreading in my head. To think, I've been dead this whole time wondering about death, the secrets of lives stress. And I've been in it for years. I've cried all these tears. To think I craved for attention I've craved for perfection And I've been and had it all. I've been to the end of the world, I've been to the top of the sky, Still you pass over these answers when you look in my eyes. Written February 20th, 2002 © on Feb 20 2002 01:42 PM PST, Shelly   0 • 10