Left Behind

by, Cassandra

All these conversations in my head,
going over things I’ve never said.
I wish I could make you understand
the person that I really am inside.
(but you… you’re far too blind.
and I… I’m left behind.)

But why should I care
when you’ve never been there?
And why should I share
when you’ve never been fair?
(cause you… you’re left behind.
and I… I am far too blind.)

And since there is no path to walk,
I’ll pave the street underneath my feet.
And since there is nothing left to save,
I’ll save my words for a rainy day.
(cause you… you’re far too blind.
and me… I won’t be left behind.)

I won’t be left behind.