Personal truths, I have my reasons to give, they are my own. Sadness I write about. |
“I’m alone lately. (pause) Nowhere to go. (pause) Nothing to do. (pause) Resting all alone. Basking within the sounds of my breathing.” My pain lingers, without her embrace. I’ve tried reason, I’ve tried kindness. Tried to give, trying to live. Blinded by the love within my heart. And the realization that I was used and cast aside. Without any love and someone to confide. (pause) Sadness remains. I have nothing to show for my brilliance. (instrumental) My dream’s alive, yet I’m alone. All I wanted was to earn her love. I framed her for all to see. With my creative art and imagery. Yet, she has turned sadly away. Just like a nightmare within a play. (pause) Sadness remains. I have nothing to show for my brilliance. (instrumental) Through other peoples hands I gave. One can’t take credit for gifts given. People hide their intentions through cash. People use their cash to associate. People try to live out their dreams. Yet no one cared to lend a hand. (pause) Sadness remains. I have nothing to show for my brilliance. (Instrumental) My pain lingers, festers, and grows. What I’ve truly suffered only heaven knows. Hear my plea filled with strife. I’ve given my word as a bond. I’ve framed many for all to see. All in service towards helping humanity. (pause) Sadness remains. I have nothing to show for my brilliance. (Instrumental) I wear my mask with a smile. What I truly know I’ve set aside. Some take while I chose to give. Love is my currency I give with pride. Helping others without a reason why. Just to give another a reason to smile. (pause) Sadness remains. I have nothing to show for my brilliance. |