When?

by Courtney Hough   Apr 4, 2013


Will I ever be truly happy?
I sit here wishing and wishing for a life of gold.
Not having to live with secrets untold.
But dancing with memories as they unfold.
Yes I'm a small town girl, nothing special in me.
What could I be?
See it's time and time I smile,
Proving I'm still in here.
But am i?
No, I don't even know.
Do I even allow myself?
Or am I still punishing what I've locked inside?
Where others go blind.
They say that they see.
Yes they say their eyes are open to this cruel world.
But did you hear the words I've blurred?
No, you've shut your ears and eyes to nothing but fantasy.
In a world of no pain or wrong.
That's where you choose to write your songs.
And I'm trying to find myself, alone.
You see there's a demon inside.
That choses to make the happiness hide.
Shows me just an impression,
Making that goal an obsession.
Having nothing but "lifes lesson."
But it's just that demon messin.
That I don't even know what's real anymore.
Hear me banging on the worlds door.
And open it like no one has before.
Pleas help me just find her!
Because I can't be here like this for any longer,
I just wish I was stronger.

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