if my life could be condensed into a page
as i really do believe it can
i wonder what words would fill the space
how do we define an existence?
i don't believe time is a factor
there is so much wasted, so much blocked out
spend an hour in the shower
take five minutes just to stare off at nothing
the sum of our existence is experience
what have i seen, heard, done that has made me?
i have so many secrets
is who i am inside a reflection of the way i behave?
or are those two separate entities. irrelevant
i am curious what others think of me
does anybody know I'm painfully over analytical?
can they tell i used to be almost perfect?
or do they just see a girl with too much makeup and a warm body
because that's pretty much how i see everyone else
i used to go on post secret and think of all the things I've never admitted
i believe it's important to know what you're afraid of
even if most of those things are fragments of yourself
i wish i could be happy every minute
i wish i saw the good in people
i wish i could rediscover motivation
i wish i believed in being beautiful
and i fade and fade and fade
but someday ill come out brightly
look me in the heart and unbreak broken, it won't happen
- October 12, 2010
- ideaofcrying
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