Your mind is brilliant, you gem,
Your shining words spoken true like a queen,
And I listened to everything you said,
And I love when you sing, your passion pouring down,
When you sing, you become infinite but you weep,
You know, you tell me, you’re foolish,
You tell me, I became so good at lying,
And now the only thing I’m afraid of is myself,
And I listen, and I try to help, but I begin to believe,
You and me, we are the same,
That everything you believe has always been a part of me,
An ordeal I was going to eventually know, laugh and cry about,
Now it feels like I’m chained, and yet I feel free,
Is it sadness I’m bound to, deceived to believe I’ve arrived at freedom?
Because, this makes me afraid that this whole path has led me,
To a dead end and I don’t have the strength to go back.
So I’m going to blindly believe that something will change,
Between me and you, no matter how far down I’ve gone and may go,
I will eventually rise to the surface and never, ever go back to the lies and the hurt.