Epics of me
2003-02-18 02:35:24 (UTC)


why can't you just be there
when i need a refuge from my fear
all i want is for you to understand
and that even gets out of hand

and as you get old
you refuse to see
i dont fit into your mold
all i want is to be the real me

and when it finally comes out
while we fight and shout
in another ritualistic bout
you shout above all "get out"

now i know im not perfect
i know im not what you want
but why can't you accept
that in seeing things your way im inept

i tried things your way
i changed all of me
day after day
but i didnt feel free

i need to get out
please dont shout
if you loved me
you'd love the real me