080212 -- I Shatter The Glass Bottles

[memorialrainbow]

When did I turn into someone
who forgot how to feel?

If you feel angry and sorrow, please don't blame me.

If you don't want to hear the words I have to say,
I'll turn them into a song only I can hear.

There are lots of things you wouldn't understand,
but there's a lot they don't understand.
How many of their pain can I handle?
Can I handle it at all?

It's rough, isn't it?
To take in the platinum world with your own eyes --
but it's better than searching for truth
in a world that doesn't exist, right?

The voice inside of me already knows where I am to go,
wherever I want.

If you don't want to hear the words I have to say,
I'll turn them into a song only I can hear,
into a voice that I hope finally reaches your ears.

After all,
it's better than searching for truth
in a world that doesn't exist.

Comments

[(Anonymous)]

I still care.