Today I broke down and cried
For all the hurt and all the lies
The years that have past I can't get back
The runaway train rolling off the track
Looking back upon the road at what I have done
You took it all away and left me no where to run
All these years I have hidden my shame
Blaimed myself for all my pain
All I want now is peace within myself
Please don't dust me off and place me back on the shelf
The chapter is not over don't write me off yet
One final scene is all I have left
The last scenario in which I may stand
To prove myself worthy as any other man
You took it all from me left me no where to hide
Stripped me of my sanity robbed me of my pride
So how will this final chapter unfold
I guess that is just one story never to be told
If I left this World today how would you even know I was gone? Would I just be a name in the paper that means little to anyone. What impact did I make? Would you cry a tear? Would I even get so much as a second thought?
If you never took the time to tell me what you felt when I am here why should I believe I'd make an ounce of difference when I am gone.
If I am a part of your life and I mean anything to you at all it would be nice to know that.
I guess I am looking for something and not sure just what. Perhaps it isn't out there at all. I'll stfu and end this now. You can say what you think!