Wednesday, June 13, 2007

See Me

See Me

Rolling off my tongue like a bead of sweat from the temple
The lyric gently comforts and caresses a troubled soul
Nurture the will, the will of your own, just a mere sample
Not just a piece of a greater whole
Teach yourself and don’t be taught, make it your own
Own what you are, stand, for what it’s worth
Break the image, you’re not what they see
Does she walk on you, or do you walk on the earth
It is not to buy, take it and be freed

The answer my friend you already know
What is a reed not willing to bend
A seed not planted will surely never grow
This search is not one that will end
Speak from the real and everyone will see
See the true man beneath this shell of skin
Naked, to be judged in a house made of glass
You lie to yourself and that’s the only sin
Just one fleeting hope that your memory may last

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