My life is like a blurry picture.
Beautiful to others, but fuzzy and confusing to me
Why can't I see straight?
I rub my eyes and take a closer look,
in that blurry little picture,
you can barely see:
the hidden tears,
the cries for help,
me shaking with fear,
the doubts,
the questions.
Barely there, but just enough for those who look closely
but no one wants to see them,
not one flaw,
not one imperfection must show.
But the ones who care and look,
get pushed away.
"Must never open up"
I tell myself
"You'll get hurt"
No one new gets a shot
but the old? they get all the chances.
Because I can't lose the ones I trust.
but they're slipping away
my grip is slipping, I let go and immediately grab back on.
but I'm the only one who reaches
the others pull back like I'm a hideous creature.
At first, I was shocked, then didn't care,
and now the pain's setting in.
The one I trust most is leaving me behind.
I ask myself and others "What do I do?" but none of us know
How do you keep something that doesn't want to stay?
There is no answer
because you can't, we must let go.
and learn that eventually everyone leaves.
