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Wednesday, 3 March 2010

Superficial

Do you know what it feels like.
When you're waiting
Somewhere you've never been
For someone you've never seen.

But you know that they'll be there.
But you don't know how
But you don't know where
But you just want it so much.

And you just want it to be fair.
And you want them to notice you.
So you change what you wear
The way you walk, and talk
The way you do your hair.

But all the while
You want to become
Someone they love.

So you say it's just begun
Just a bit of fun
Nothing's changed.

So you move on, and now
More than often
It seems you speak
With a different tone of voice
But you say it's your choice
You're still the same

But that just proves
There's nothing in a name.

It's just a game you have to play
But you could never lose, you need
The glamor, the fame
To walk outside and in sunshine or in rain
You feel you're golden,
And that no-one can hurt you ever again
And you say
That thing's are fine.

But it's hard to look when everyone stares.
It's hard to talk when no-one cares.
It's hard.
When there's actually no-one there.

Just what they think they have to be.
When love isn't fair.

But you can't rip what has never been sewn.
You can't leave a house you've never called home
And it's impossible for you to be lonely.
When you were always on your own.

You can't take what you've never had
You can't cry when you've never been glad
You can't shout when you've never spoken.
And the words were just leaking
From a heart so broken.

It's hard speaking, sometimes.
But you can't return to what you've left behind.
Now empty people are all you can find.
Where truth used to belong.
But now only shadows on the walls
Their faces hidden
By the hurt
That they could never overcome.

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