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...but it is not what I have become |
| You were not sure what you wanted when you chose to give me life You hoped I would be healthy and happy You imagined me tinkering in your footsteps You did your best to teach me right from wrong and you fought mental devils to save my soul You were not sure what you wanted, but it is not what I have become Where I believe I am strong, you believe me foolish Where I believe I am good, you believe me weak Where I believe I grow, you believe I fall deeper You wrestle with your worry But can you see how it feels like a rejection of all I am? And just as you worry for me, did you know I worry for you? Neither of us can give, and agree to disagree is not enough We see through such different eyes that to gaze on each other is pain Love does not conquer all, for love cannot overcome its own pain Only by lies can that pain be skirted and I am weary of pretend |