I didn't ask for this
I didn't see it coming
Why put me in this place
Why bring me high
Why make me happy
Why whisper sweetly in my ear
Why give me dreams
Just to take them all away
What were your intentions
Because all of mine have always been so damn, too damn, Pure
And maybe its so hard for me to Fathom
Your Friendly ways,
were wars of enemies on my country of Soul
Yes I took down my Walls
You would have climbed them anyways
Purposes to burn
Purposely to scortch
My nature
I refuse to be Hardened
by what I thought would be my Completeness
I will NOT change
I wont hold up my Swords of Words and Strike you down
My Intentions will Always be Pure
© 2006 Amanda Knapp (All rights reserved)
Sunday, January 29, 2006, 11:38:24 AM
