My Inner Workings

Unwritten Pages

Why do you keep letting it happen?
Why do you keep hating yourself for it?
Why do you let the blank papers know?
Why do you let them wear your ink?
Why do you let them watch as He tears
you down?
Why do you insist on not fighting back?
Why can't you unwrite what the blank papers wrote?
Why can't you dress your own ink on those unwritten pages?
Why do you let them spill it for you?
Why do you keep losing the words you meant to say?
Why?

What's keeping you at bay when you want to unleash the beast?
That beast you've kept hidden right behind your smile
That damned smile of yours
Why in the hell did you lock it away in the first place?
Why doesn't it come out and play once they've unlocked it's door?
You killed it, didn't you?
You regret it now, don't you?
Now that you know you need it.

And you're right you know,
It's all your fault
You killed yourself
You killed your very means of protection.
Now face that mirror!
Look into those little girl's eyes,
I dare you to tell her that you failed!
Tell her, you couldn't protect her!
Tell her, you let them kill her barbies and her stars!
Tell her, you killed her beast, her soldier!
Tell her, the written pages won!
Tell her, the unwritten ones know!
Tell her, you weren't worthy!
Tell her, she's as good as dead!
Face her, I dare you!
Tell her, you're sorry!

Sit and listen as she asks, why?
Why couldn't you protect her?
Why weren't you able to?
Why weren't you worthy?
Why were you at bay?
What was holding you back?
What was keeping you?
Why did you fail her?
Why did you tell them?
Why were you angry?
Yet not angry as she was?
You weren't angry enough.

Oh! you were, were you?
Then why didn't you do something about it?
What were you waiting for?
Those written pages only ever kept writing.
Using her blood, spilling her ink
Leaving her empty.
Why did you let them?
Why did you let them?
Why can't you stop this?
What did you sow to make her reap all this?

Answer her!
Why so quiet?
U have no answer, do you?
No, u'r just afraid of it, aren't you?
U'r afraid that you might be your only answer.
U'r terrified that He might just be You, after all.