Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Single Drop.

I do not care to listen.
Because I have heard more than enough.
Your words hold no water,
Not a single drop.
 
They are weak and as meek,
As you see yourself to be.
No real power, or strength.
Not a single drop.
 
Slowly you are fading,
In to the background.
No amount of pulling can save you,
Not a single drop.
 
Strength comes from within,
Not for what is shown.
It only takes,
one single drop.

Lost. In . Translation

Maybe your not understanding me,
Or maybe its getting lost in translation.
I'm done trying to shout over you,
I'm done trying to be heard.
I have a message, TOO.

Maybe your not understanding me,
OR maybe its not being heard.
My voice will ring clear,
As the bell of the midnight sky.
Listen closely :
 
Understand every word I speak,
Because I am done be over shadowed.
I am too like you,
A person with feeling.
A person you can not walk through.
 
I am ME.
Listen, look, but do not speak.
It is my turn,
So please be meek.
Understand my Translation.