i am standing in the shadows of your excuses
trying to make sense of my hands, the way they move
so carelessly
if i were smarter i would have crafted myself into something
brighter if only to drown out the sound of your silence,
the way it carries me away into all of those darker places.

i was never one for cheap wine or long goodbyes,
always leaving things untouched & unloved but growing
breathless none the less because it's the inside that
counts even when it's spilling out by way of fake smiles
and calm collected madness.
and sadness you said was finding that everything you
once believed in turned out to be all wrong but i could
never figure out who was to be the final judge of that one
because you always failed to explain and i always failed
at everything. pray for sunshine won't someone.

your eyes say you're tired of all this rain

and i can't deny the words i don't write
at night when noone is thinking about me or the damage
they have done to someone who's not like me and this
was never how it was supposed to be. i would have
written us different. i would have taken my time.

a lot more reason. very little rhyme.

i am standing in the shadows of your denial
trying to make sense of my hands, the way they move
so recklessly
if i were smarter i would have crafted you into something
brighter if only to drown out the sound of my screaming,
the way it carries me away into all of those darker places.

02/02/2005

Posted on 02/02/2005
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