Still Life
Tree
I watch this through one clear eye, I can't climb these walls of acceptance,
This is my everything. I'm gasping to see you smile,
These words fall through lips far from innocent these wounds self inflicted.
I tried. In this room the air feels ugly,
Can a tree grow strong yet deny it's branches.
I watch this through one clear eye, feel the strength rise behind me,
This becomes our everything. Grey fills my sight, in shame still I try,
To say I understand, I can't hide everything I am. Pain this feeling inside.
Insane these walls made of pride. A blade cuts like the tongue.
What I claim, no better than anyone. Understanding is everything.
I watch this through one clear eye, waiting for tears to dry.
All this hatred clouds my sight, beyond darkness lies dawns clear light.....
Through a tree.
From Letras Mania