Sometimes we fall victim to tragedy and then we lose ourselves and then what?
Do we ever find solace again?
Can we ever really sleep soundly again?
I found a lover, someone that might care..
Someone that calls and shows up and sends good morning texts..
What more could a girl ask for?
Maybe a heart that wasn't torn into a million pieces.
Someone told me I was a mean person, that I had an attitude problem..
Yes, indeed that is true.
But it hurts to be this way.
To try to go through life as though nothing ever happened to me.
As though I am Andrea still.
I am not her, and she is no longer me.
I don't know who I am.
And when I lose my marbles, I can't even figure out why I'm alive.
For once I want things to be normal.
I want to feel the sun on my face, and the wind through my hair.
Take me away from myself, save me from the demise I face..
Get me away from hell on earth.
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