Conscience Keeps Us From Change

Everything I touch is destroyed,
Flowers wilt at my touch,
And pencils slowly turn into dust,
But I touch myself and I won't die,
Nothing can destroy me.

I can be pretty to see,
Because all the ugly is locked inside of me,
I love to live, but I hate it all at the same time,
And still that's not very strange,
Because both those feelings come from the same place.

How will I ever die?
Sometime put this destruction to sleep?
I wish life was a dream,
Because who I want to be is under my skin,
But I'll just give up, I'm too weak,
There's no way for me to break past it.

I can't do it,
Even if I could change, I couldn't do it,
There's no way to help it,
I'll just get in the way,
There's no reason to stay,
I can't do it,
I'm too weak,
I'll just give up..
It's easier that way.

I feel there is no paths to take,
Everyone of them leads to more pain,
And everyone of them have scenarios that aren't guaranteed,
I've got all the time in the world to wait,
So I'll just sit and keep thinking of every way it COULD go wrong,
Waiting in the dark out of everyone's sight,
I'll waste all my time, might as well kill that too,
Right?
...
..
....No...that's not the way it is...
Shut up and listen to what I'm going to say,
You could do it!
You ALWAYS could of done it you just never thought there was a way!
There's ALWAYS a way to change it but YOU DIDN'T WANT to!
It was just TOO hard and you wanted the easy way out,
You were born into a life that you thought kept you from doing,
Things you wanted to do, But really,
Your mind was the only thing keeping you from being you

by aqua4ever
posted on 10/27/2009