hah this song probably only fully makes sense in my head. or perhaps it would make more sense to you then to me :P


will I ever trust again?

you lead me on, you lead me on
you left me breathless
and reasons senseless
bereft and hopeless
you're gone, I know this
so this song
last written when you're gone
had it right
then you read me wrong
you lead me on

so much innocence lost in me
dropped and see a sea of
lost love and hypocrisy
but that sea's not for me
he's not a sailor
got enough unsolvable problems
to fill a double wide trailer
hey there's more to the story
there always seems to be
one more letter to send
one more friendship never to end
bend but wont break so strong
will I ever trust again?

it's like worst-case scenario
drippin tears listen fears
hearin from the stereo
there we go paint a picture
cant describe the vibe
inside but why hide
I cried into my scripture
quicker to stop cant breathe
seize and squeeze like a boa constrictor
please if it made sense for one second
I'd get off my knees
he's not nearly as strong as some people thought
some people aught not judge the mindset I've got
why is the question I always seem to ask
lookin for the answers and the reasons
livin in the past cleared my vision in a flash
the answer's just another riddle
one more decision to surpass
I cried when I remembered how you used to make me feel
sure best times tears blurred guess I'm
not the same guy i was I when I died
and i cried because it hurts less isnt that surreal?

so much innocence lost in me
dropped and see a sea of
lost love and hypocrisy
but that seas not for me
he's not a sailor
got enough unsolvable problems
to fill a double wide trailer
hey there's more to the story
there always seems to be
one more letter to send
one more friendship never to end
bend but wont break so strong
will I ever trust again?

will I ever trust again hey isn't that dramatic
like static shock to lightning
fanatic words come automatic
sad its true that i'm erratic
too bad it's new that I'm pragmatic
if my mood's not symptomatic
of the proof of the traumatic
hey now, that doesn't happen enough
my hearts the king and rebuffs
all attempts at being tough
runs me like the suns heat
too hot to handle so descend
I dropped the mantle on a friend
thought it was more but at the end
i'm on the floor and I pretend
that I'm not sure what I intend
will I ever trust again?



Poetry by matt
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Written on 2008-03-02 at 13:37

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Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
I'm glad this is a song, and a good song, no'one is perfect - and least of all ourselves, one thing I have learnt in life, is that most of us are complext - think thats why I love my dogs and cats - they have the true take on life lol

Elle x
2008-03-02