I recently wrote a song... and since I don't own a musical instrument, let alone know how to play one, I guess it's considered a poem. so here it is.
"Comfortable"
I ask myself who am I
Somehow I don’t know
Of who I am, what I like
Can’t seem to take control
But than I thought, it hit me
Cause maybe I do know
That I’m just terrified
Scared of the unknown
Scared to even let me know
I tell myself who I am
I guess it makes me feel safe
And time pass, I accept my fate
I make it who I am
You think you know me
You know what you see
There’s a fog around me
It blurs the image seen
It’s no shield, it’s no mask
Just a fog, only bits of me can pass
You’re around people, who feel comfortable
They know who they are
You want to follow, take example
But than it hit you like a car
It’s not that simple, allowing people
To read about your life
Like an open book in the library
It scares the shit out of my mind
I don’t want to be like this
Suffocating, I’m losing air
Now I know what it’s like to really feel scared
I live in a world where my life’s pre-destined
Carved in stone, there’s just no chance
The life I want is not in there
I fear off what people would think
‘Bout the fact that I’m not like them
Not as much as something else
Rejection, being alone
But most of all, my biggest fear
Even something I am
Is not enough, that I suck
At things that I want to be
You think you know me
You know what you see
There’s a fog around me
It blurs the image seen
It’s no shield, it’s no mask
Just a fog, only bits of me can pass
But most of all, in the end
What I think I want
A shoulder, an ear, to cry, to hear
Someone to be near
Someone I can pour my heart out
More than just a friend
A secret book, a close kin
Something better yet
To love and be loved
For who I am, no matter what it is
To live happily ever after
No matter how cliché it is
You think you know me
You know what you see
There’s a fog around me
It blurs the image seen
It’s no shield, it’s no mask
Just a fog, only bits of me can pass
Just waiting for someone
To see through the fog
And get right to me.
I ask myself who am I
Somehow I don’t know
Of who I am, what I like
Can’t seem to take control
But than I thought, it hit me
Cause maybe I do know
That I’m just terrified
Scared of the unknown
Scared to even let me know
I tell myself who I am
I guess it makes me feel safe
And time pass, I accept my fate
I make it who I am
You think you know me
You know what you see
There’s a fog around me
It blurs the image seen
It’s no shield, it’s no mask
Just a fog, only bits of me can pass
You’re around people, who feel comfortable
They know who they are
You want to follow, take example
But than it hit you like a car
It’s not that simple, allowing people
To read about your life
Like an open book in the library
It scares the shit out of my mind
I don’t want to be like this
Suffocating, I’m losing air
Now I know what it’s like to really feel scared
I live in a world where my life’s pre-destined
Carved in stone, there’s just no chance
The life I want is not in there
I fear off what people would think
‘Bout the fact that I’m not like them
Not as much as something else
Rejection, being alone
But most of all, my biggest fear
Even something I am
Is not enough, that I suck
At things that I want to be
You think you know me
You know what you see
There’s a fog around me
It blurs the image seen
It’s no shield, it’s no mask
Just a fog, only bits of me can pass
But most of all, in the end
What I think I want
A shoulder, an ear, to cry, to hear
Someone to be near
Someone I can pour my heart out
More than just a friend
A secret book, a close kin
Something better yet
To love and be loved
For who I am, no matter what it is
To live happily ever after
No matter how cliché it is
You think you know me
You know what you see
There’s a fog around me
It blurs the image seen
It’s no shield, it’s no mask
Just a fog, only bits of me can pass
Just waiting for someone
To see through the fog
And get right to me.
currently it's titled "Comfortable" but since I have changed the title twice already, it won't be "Comfortable" for a very long. hope you guys (the very small hand full of you who happens to read my blog) like it =)
