Monday, February 15, 2010

Only time will tell, but it ain’t talking

Who I was isn't who I am, 
And ill do anything...
To make you see,
That you were better off believing in me.


My past might not be as bad as most, 
Not many skeletons hidden away.
Not many mistakes made.
But there is enough deep inside as a reminder to myself,
That i never what to be what you are.


Most of my friends are still living in the home they grow up in.
Ive seen many walls
And can say

I taught myself how to get by.
I'm not saying I'm the only one.
I'm just saying i wish i wasn't one... 

And yes ill admit it

Ive had my fair share of drugs,
And at times...
I felt  they were the only happiness i had left. 


Ive done somethings I'm not proud of.
And you held my hand right through it all.
But to watch me dig my own hole.
I'll tell you this now. 
I'm sick of digging.
And I'm not going to see rock bottom.
I'm going to start my  climb.


And  its safe to say i overcame the demon that grow inside me.  
I learned to separate my selfish wants from what was really impotent to me.
And i i know if you want something bad enough,
Your capable of getting it.
I saw the things you were uncapale of seeing,

With out seeing inside of a rehabitiltation.


i guess i got lucky In some ways.
i didn't have to learn form my own mistakes 
Cause you...
well  you are the prime exampial 
Of what i never what to see in myself


And Ive learned from all your let downs,
all your put downs
And Ive heard all the excuses in the book
Until you played them all out.
Until they sound like whispers.
Ive seen you hit bottom
praying for a way out.
And Ive watched you for the last time. 
ill turn away.
And have you fade out.

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