which was my point
from the start
that im not sure
that i dont know
that i cant wash away the knowledge
its not a fear to sin
insecurity has grown
and verbally
i longed for
assurance
and physically
i longed for
solace
to wipe these plans
for your life
that blow me by
and leave me stranded
i guess i over-committed,
or
i guess im tired of hearing excuses
hard to beleive
it would ever capture
unless
the stars reflected
into you.
it sounds more like
its hard to see
the reality of who
you testify to be
(enamored)
with
so all i am is a piece of glass
and i keep on getting shattered.
im sure its my actions that throw it to the floor
or leave it there in a walker's path
[wipe it from my eyes, all these sad goodbyes]
ill rewind and still be feeling needy for
the time that holds us suspended
and the paradox of words
and thoughts
youre over the war (so it can be joked of)
yet still completely affected by it.
and im up all the time
out of life
for the worries
which i wanted to explain
(tied tongue)

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