You And I
Tell Me About Your Childhood
I'd like to smash the hands that held you down and gave you pain, and erase the images that have no place in your head. Fly that kite so high. Let go of the string. Cast the blame where it belongs. They let you fight this battle with arms tied. They left you to find the answers with blind eyes. I'll watch you sleep tonight. As you tremble, and dreams are cascading. It's not statistics they group us in. Don't redeem your faith so quickly in what they told you was right. I'd die to protect you. Take back your night. Now she reaches for something, as the pain of violation sets in. What they gave you was nothing, and what you kept was silence. Please don't be silent anymore. You'll be stronger someday. You'll be taller someday
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Just thought that I'd say all that I want. I'd never tell of the calm just to say something. Listen hard. Listen well. You will never take me alive. You try to enunciate yourself. But it's all words. Try to get away. It's all this. Took you from me just in spite. Still, I'm listening. Can you tell? All these questions. These fucking questions took the breath straight from me. All in me. This simpleton. Try not to concentrate. To recapture a home. And come to me. And still I'm suffering. Just waiting for something. We sleep alone at night. You've never been for you. The voice of senseless suffering. Come on, exist. To wish on mediation. Formed tightly. This is the method