Wednesday, November 2, 2011

You Would Not Exist

If I could peel back the fake and try to find you underneath
I wonder how small the you I found would be
Perhaps a small rock I could hold in my hand
Or maybe even smaller, a single grain of sand
Would you be the size of your cold heart
Would I be able to tear you apart
Could you recognize the significance
Of being solid truth if only for an instant
I wish I had a glimpse of how you'd look
Perhaps then, I would not have mistook
All the lies as a form of truth
All your words wouldn't have been so smooth
Would that be enough to change my mind
Could I make up for all the lost time
Would you be big enough to get to me
Or simply too small for me to see

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