The mask and my mind are two in the same
One makes the rules, the other plays the games
As your eyes lay the concrete around my swollen feet
I struggle for balance; I’m so weak in the knees
I know what I want, yet I need to wear what fits
I can’t be a cloud on your decisions, nor a weight on your risks
I know what I want and I know what you need
Again the mask and my mind they both disagree
So I stand here so proud for the time that was spent
And I model my future on the feelings you meant
The mask and my mind they’d love to stay and play
And even though it feels so right,
I know for you I need to walk away.
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