Its all my fault
i love to love..
Its all my fault
i try so hard..
Its all my fault
with ease i trust...
Its all my fault
i sought to be understood...
Its all my fault
i am in disarray,
when good is not enough,
and better is possible..
Its all my fault
for realising late,
the good was the best i could do..
its all my fault
i judge myself
by others expectations..
and worse of all;
its all my fault
I'm last on my own priority list!!
i hate not the way you make feel
but the way i feel..
sometimes like a princess..
like the world is mine
and i loved every grape in the vine..
sometimes i lived without a care
about how in this big bad world I'd fare
sometimes I'd take all the time
just to "stand and stare"
but now that seems just too rare
the strings seem to pull and
i seem to have lost what was
and the world seems far away
the time just as usual doesn't wait
that only compels me to feel
I'm already late
and more than the way you make me feel
that's what i hate..
i hate not that you hurt me..
i hate it that i hurt you
when i love you with all my heart
and i don't want to part..
cos whatever happens ill hold
you next to my heart...
All the world is a stage said one
a wide universal theatre another
with a nod of agreement superficial i add
where "heart felt emotions" are artificial
the "Act" is not of seven stages
In seven stages they act.
Barbie smiles are on faces
thoughts and ideas are shallow
and most "like sheep" most seem to follow
where humanity is a sham
only as good as walking the ramp.
Cynical it may seem
but to make the world a
better place is only a dream!!
I may not complaint
but i fell the pain
i may not ask for what is rightfully mine
because i just chose to wait for my chance in the line
i may not appear to be insecure
but i still might need your reassurance
i may know i'm loved
but i might want you to tell me that more often
i may be difficult to handle sometime
and i might "have the vocabulary of a mime"
and thats when i want to hear what i need to hear
think a little
and the truth will hit you between your eyes
i may strive for the elusive perfection
but i'm still most human...
