Saturday, March 10, 2007

Just what I need to do
To move forward
The thing that pains me the most
My heart breaks at the thought of letting this go
Of letting us go...of letting you go
We've said it before
Backed up by everything except will power and action
And we never really let go...just pretend we can't help it
And we know that we are watched, we just pretend we can't tell it
Can't call it a bad habit really
Not when it occurs so naturally
Of all the fruit in the garden
I want the tree bearing fruit, I can't have
How ungrateful!
How primitive
Can't even say I feel guilt
Maybe once I pay
This
is
the
way
it
should
be
I convince myself
And I pretend God doesn't see us
in our blatant, oblivious
Careless, hopeless, way
In a perfect world, we say
In a perfect world...
But we know where we are
And it hurts to know the world is perfect
Except for human error

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