The last one on the list,
Can you picture this,
So many secrets I hear,
Never share mines I fear,
A moment of my time,
Hours gone by,
Listening to stories about the days,
Hard work, love lost, My words I tame,
Dedicated ear a person so close when you need one near,
No prejudice, critical at times, but, i'm here,
Stear clear of an open decision to let them know what there missing,
If you stopped to call now and then, instead u forget I might need a friend,
Brushed off like sand on a pretty floor, a moment to listen not speak, nothing more...
So, silence is my personal friend, there for me more then anyone,
more than anything..
I get lost in your troubles, whatever they might be, but, do you ever
think about me,
Maybe I need someone to listen for a change,
The shoe on the other foot some days..
I'm exhausted and Lost, I don't know the way,
I can barely keep my mind clear and my voice is faint,
I struggle and speak to the higher power, seems it's always there,
If it wasn't for that, I think i'd really go mad out here,
I wonder why I can't get the same effect from a being other than myself,
Could it be this is my purpose, am I to selfless and others just selfish..
Damn it burns me sometimes and I cry, feeling left alone,
Feeling invisible and I don't want to try,
Don't feel the need to explain, Sometimes I figure people should just know,
Some do some don't, it's a negative for me and I struggle to let go,,
Not in my nature to be an absentee in life,
Sometimes I wish you'd just think about mines,
Every decision, every cry, I imagine that I feel alone,
10,000 people could be standing near by and I probably still lose hope,
The last one on the list,
Picture this....
Can you picture this,
So many secrets I hear,
Never share mines I fear,
A moment of my time,
Hours gone by,
Listening to stories about the days,
Hard work, love lost, My words I tame,
Dedicated ear a person so close when you need one near,
No prejudice, critical at times, but, i'm here,
Stear clear of an open decision to let them know what there missing,
If you stopped to call now and then, instead u forget I might need a friend,
Brushed off like sand on a pretty floor, a moment to listen not speak, nothing more...
So, silence is my personal friend, there for me more then anyone,
more than anything..
I get lost in your troubles, whatever they might be, but, do you ever
think about me,
Maybe I need someone to listen for a change,
The shoe on the other foot some days..
I'm exhausted and Lost, I don't know the way,
I can barely keep my mind clear and my voice is faint,
I struggle and speak to the higher power, seems it's always there,
If it wasn't for that, I think i'd really go mad out here,
I wonder why I can't get the same effect from a being other than myself,
Could it be this is my purpose, am I to selfless and others just selfish..
Damn it burns me sometimes and I cry, feeling left alone,
Feeling invisible and I don't want to try,
Don't feel the need to explain, Sometimes I figure people should just know,
Some do some don't, it's a negative for me and I struggle to let go,,
Not in my nature to be an absentee in life,
Sometimes I wish you'd just think about mines,
Every decision, every cry, I imagine that I feel alone,
10,000 people could be standing near by and I probably still lose hope,
The last one on the list,
Picture this....
