The harder I try to be different the harder I try,
I am but like everyone else, I am me but not "mine"
So thin the shadow on my window pane, I know the day has gone,
The footsteps that marred the path have left me alone,
In silent words, I plead, in my thoughts I speak my fear,
In unforgiving memories I find myself, knowing I am still here,
For my world had changed, and I move on so free,
I am what I am, but I am not “me”,
In the roads the paths no longer travelled,
In distant dreams I watch my life unravel,
If I could reach for a friendship so true,
A friend so mine, a friend like you,
The harder I try I keep falling again,
In tomorrow’s hope I let go of today I let it end,
Un love my chance, my hope my expectations left behind,
I still look for me and a moment that is mine,
It’s hard for me I find no answer to be true tonight,
I don’t need a reason, just someone to tell me “it’s alright”
If it all made sense I believe my life would find another way,
I look for the pieces I still look for my month of may,
Most of our lives as we always will,
Close an old chapter for the new to begin,
But the warmth the impression stays far too long,
The incomplete page and the silence inside never gone,
As I write my last chapter waiting for the new to begin,
I am not sure of the change, did I loose or win,
In keeping the truth so bound so close,
I choose my life and the path that arose,
And even if the words have moved on with no feeling so mine,
I know I have lost a part of me, a feeling that’s never gone in time,
I still think of time I think of who I have become,
I think of me and the silence inside truly never gone.
