What They Say

Why can't it be like it used to be?

Why can't you see like you used to see?

It angers me. It hurts me.

One wide eyed moment,

then you turned to leave.

I've been told not to worry.

I've been told it'll happen some day.

"You've got so much potential,

and much better things will come your way"

And since there's always a "but",

I'll avoid that for now.

I'll suck up my pride,

and listen to life drown me out.

Get lost in the flow,

in another one's soul,

if you've got no music,

just leave in the headphones.

Do this.

And do that.

I seem to nod off,

to the rain's pitter-pat.

When life hand's you lemons

they say make lemonade.

Well I've got a citrus fruit basket

and the sugar's been misplaced.

There doesn't seem to be just one word.

Descriptions can't describe what can't be heard.

Up until now, what have I learned?

I thought I knew something, but now I'm not sure,

in fact I'm starting to doubt, that it even ever occurred,

that it was real, or true, or if I meant anything to her.

I can say though, for what it's worth,

that I truly loved. And I still do yearn.

Because while life moves on,

and the whir drowns me out,

there's one song I can't ignore,

one loud steady sound.

They say this.

And they say that.

But my heart says something else.

And that's what makes it worth fighting for,

the fact that my heart's got something to tell.