Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Call

Did you hear his call?
I was far away, but close enough to see him fall
Did you see his eyes?
I didn’t pay attention as I can’t stand the lies
Did you take him home?
I tried but couldn’t help to worry about my own

Are you the one to blame
It takes two to play this game
You played with the fire
Accused of being a liar
Wishing for tomorrow, haunting yesterday
Finally, you lost your way

We live for today but seem to forget
Tomorrow might be the day that gives reason to regret
We go on a journey
One day you might cross my way
It was written, see you then
Since God created the pen

Sincere.
That’s what they say, for trying to grasp your fear
Changes transcribe the page
Sincere is the outcry, flying into rage
Every time we set the course
You made it you and yours

Fake.
That’s what you are labelled, not willing to take
Responsibilities for your action
Faking an affection
Every time I see you, I see a tainted picture
Ruthless, still the colours get richer

Trouble.
You are bent double
With pain
Every time you reminisce, memory lane
The boulevard of no return
You could let it go, but decide to burn

A hole in the future, I remember the train
You chose
A journey, unforgivable like an overdose
You rose
A story fortellng future, a future left in pain

Are you the one to blame
It takes two to play this game
You played with the fire
Accused of being a liar
Wishing for tomorrow, haunting yesterday
Finally, you lost your way 
  
Did you hear his call? 
I was far away, but close enough to see him fall
Did you see his eyes? 
I didn’t pay attention as I can’t stand their lies
Did you take him home? 
I tried but couldn’t help to worry about my own

Pen 'N' Paper
Copyright © 2011

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