Tears of crystal
Falling to the ground...
Hold me close baby,
don't let go...
Always she questions you
seeming to be looking for...
Something flutters inside me
small movements; hardly there...
Why am I here?
Why was I even born...
The things you say,
The way you act...
Hold me now
don't let go...
Though I always gave you my all
I was never sure if my heart was yours...
The clouds pass me by;
Like people do daily...
I want you in my arm's
not just to night but every night...
I want to be free.
From the stereotypes...
The days flash by,
All to fast...