If I could take your tears away,
If I could finally feel your pain,
If I could save you from their game,
If I could convince you to stay,
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Then maybe there'd be
A reason for me
A reason for me to live.
Then maybe I'd be
Proud of me
And the things that I could give.
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If I could go back in time,
If I could open my eyes,
If I could have seem my crime,
If I could have seen your lies,
If I could have left my head,
If I could have loved you instead,
If I could make them take back what they said,
If I'd been a better friend,
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Then maybe you wouldn't be broken
And lying through your teeth.
But your innocence has been stolen,
And it's all because of me
Because I couldn't see
Because I didn't want it to be
Because I let myself believe
The things that you told me.
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'Cause you're not fine,
No,
No matter what you say.
And I'm sorry I
Was blind.
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Well I can't take your tears away
Or finally feel your pain,
I can't save you from their game,
All I can do is take the blame,
And stand helpless while they tear you down,
And watch you crying on the ground,
And know that I can't do anything now,
You've fallen too far down.
---
All I can do is hope that you
Will stay.
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Scratching the Surface (Poems)
PoetryUPDATE: I wrote these when I was 13 and depressed all the time. I'm 18 now, and, fortunately, life's been going well! Unfortunately, these poems are fairly cringe, so read at your own risk. Just some poems that I write when I'm in the poetic mood...
