I do not understand
Where our harmony
Is celestial
But our discord
Is a torrential storm.
We are quick to misunderstand
But faster still in understanding.
I don’t know why I try so hard.
I don’t know why I should care.
But I do.
I do not understand
Where our harmony
Is celestial
But our discord
Is a torrential storm.
We are quick to misunderstand
But faster still in understanding.
I don’t know why I try so hard.
I don’t know why I should care.
But I do.
How am i strong
When I’m still submitting to weaknesses?
Brushing away the nagging feeling
That things are not alright
That they can be better
But it’s in my hands.
How am I stronger
When I still am not able
To make the right
And cut my losses
To shape my life
The way it should be?
The way i so want it to be…
why do i sigh (a little relieved)
when fear comes tumbling out of your mouth
your urgent words collide into each other
in their haste to express what i hardly have the courage to sum up
and therefore reply with silence
(and a deeply quiet marvel)
at how insecurity is such an odd leveler
an overlooked equaler