sitting, then lying on my bed,
thoughts go swirling through my head,
never truly know, which of my thoughts were showing,
never truly seeing, what it meant to me.

but slowly through the sadness, and slowly through the tears, I slowly see the visions, of ever flowing years
so not going, some not knowing, what I am to be,
but through these tears and sadness, I see a happy me,
the me that breaks the silence, to stand for what he feels should be.
I see tears coming back, I see tears haunting me.

I try my hardest, I try to break my way free, but in the end I am captured, deeply inside of me.
inside my own little prison, as a child I run so free, the outside is just a husk, the broken husk of me.
he stand as tall as possible, he wishes to be free, but the him that he needs, the hiding me, is hiding behind the promises, those I never told of, and now from cannot break free.

I hid behind them for a long time, a hiding bleeding me, but now I must confess them, for me to let my soul go free.
I feared to ever tell you, tell you deeply me, but forever I have trusted, so now please truly see me.

I am a scared child, worried about making friends, even though I know I will lose them again and again.
you see I am always moving, leaving everyone one behind, never truly knowing, if others I would ever see that kind.
But slowly as I settled in, I found new friends to see, and then again I moved, those friends were taken from me.
so never have I truly, felt security, to me the word forever, only holds bad memories,
wish me forever friends we said we’d be, but slowly then friendship was not something we saw
but slowly did I prove myself wrong, for I found security, and dam it all, I found it in me

Richard DeLong
(don’t ask)