Author: All Alone With Her Thoughts PM
Won't you tell me that I am what I feel, so I should feel beautiful?Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Romance/Angst - Words: 309 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 1 - Published: 05-17-07 - Status: Complete - id: 2363319
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Will you take me in your arms, and
sing sweet, sweet cliché love songs?
Will you contradict what they all say, and
tell me that I'm not as worthless as I feel?
Will you hold me tight, next to your heart, and
whisper in my ear that I should stop crying?
Will you brush away my teardrops and confess
to me that I am what I feel, so I should feel beautiful?
See, I'd love to run home, but I don't really got one,
so will you take me in and call me your own?
Their anger don't impress me, it's just a slap in the face.
So won't you shield from the insult of living this life?
Won't you protect me from the never-ending steam of lies?
My life is a black balloon, floating towards the sky,
and you are the helium that fills it and helps me rise.
See, I hide myself behind a broken smile and a broken mask
and you're the only one I've ever thought of letting in.
All I can breathe to survive is the air that you breathe.
I'd give up forever if it meant being with you for always.
And all I can taste is this moment which I never want to end.
I'd fall down on my knees and beg if it meant your love.
I don't want the world to know who I really am,
but there's an exception to every rule, isn't there?
You make me feel like I'm dancing on clouds in the sky,
where I can forget the past and ignore the future.
So won't you take me in your arms and
reassure me that this isn't all a dream?
A/N: But it is, isn't it?