Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Stronger

No, this is not Kelly Clarkson's epic "What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stronger" song that came out this year, it's more like Taylor Swift and B.O.B's "Both Of Us."
Sometimes in life, things don't come out the way you wanted; sometimes even as much as you want to reverse the hands of the clock, you can't; and sometimes you regret so much of the things you did that you want to rid yourself of life forever.
On the other hand, there is hope. There is hope waiting for you, hope there for you. For every mistake made, is a lesson learned.



I wish I was so much stronger
To hold us both together
But you just couldn’t wait any longer
And so you floated off like a feather.
As I stayed alone in the unbearable dark
Drowning in my own blood and tears
I’m swimming in a pool of sharks,
Where I know nothing but my fears.

I wish I could’ve done more,
Done so much more for both of us.
But then what was all that for,
If it did nothing but collect dust?
I never thought it’d be like this
Everything so dangerous and sharp
Piercing like a frostbite’s kiss,
Ever tumbling down a steep, steep scarp.

I wish I could’ve said much more,
Said all the things I wanted to so soon.
But all I did was fall down to the floor
And alas I am like the waning moon;
A part of me always tucked and hidden
Unable to express myself freely,
Locking the key I inevitably do unbidden
I might be different if I found the key, really.

I wish I could’ve explained all,
Explain how hard it is for me.
But inside all I ever do is bawl
At all the things you couldn’t see.
I was loosing my footing on the thread
That I tip-toed across all this time
But my legs felt so identical to lead
To even be walking felt like a crime.

I wish I could turn back time
Turn back the hands of the clock
If only it was worth just a dime
I wouldn’t be silent as a rock.
But turning back time cannot be
Because what’s done is already done
If I were only so open and carefree
Just like the scintillating saffron sun.

I wish I didn’t care this much
Because all it does is hurt and sting
Like adding salt to the wound and such
A grey, melancholy tune I shall sing
To try and rid of all these feelings
And memories that I’ve kept so well.
I just hope that soon I’ll be healing
And would I ever stand up where I fell?

I wish I was so much stronger
To hold us both together
But you just couldn’t wait any longer
And so you floated off,
Off like a feather.