The Face of A Stranger
You'll never know just how angry I am
Or maybe you do and that's why you're hiding
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| Photo by Kağan |
Maybe the heat of my rage can never be hidden.
Maybe wanting to be subtle and mysterious was always an out of reach.
Maybe the dreams that burn within me unrealised will always be obvious.
Maybe it's my duty to honour them
Maybe the world I truly belong to is supposed to stay unshared
But oh how I wish you could see
What I had to leave behind
How I wish you could see
The perfection in the way reality is weaved together
Back in the place I call home
You don't know you'll never know you'll never see it
No one will except in the ugliness that juts out of the person I've become
A callback to a time when everything was raw and I had no one to show me how to blunt the edges
I'd scream but I know no one will answer
The anger behind my question will frighten them all away / Why
Was I ever amongst you when I so clearly don't belong
Why have I ever been in a crowd when I so clearly am meant to be alone
You don't understand you will never understand as the fire makes its way down my cheeks as the pain is woven into familiar tunes to make it so much more palatable because a new betrayal is beyond my ability to process
Why
Why did you do it
Why didn't you do what you were supposed to do
Why weren't you content to play the role you were meant to reprise
Again and again until to ashes you returned were you so tired
Of hiding who you truly were
Show me how to be angry like you or perhaps it's something else
Perhaps it's something else
I'll never know how to string evil along for the days and months it must have taken to do what you did
I'll never know
Just as you'll never know the shattering pain of watching you and the ashes you burned down for us
For all of us
For a new world to grow you showed / to teach us to tear our masks off
Maybe you hoped we'd join you / and I want you to know
I do I want to join you
Rip your face off and burn it into sludge show you what I truly think of you and your complete lack of rage
Oh you will never know
No one will ever know about the worlds I hid away before I was dragged here
The worlds I promised I would return to
The worlds that perhaps still await me unknowing
How lost I've become to them forever
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