By Ali
Date: 15 February 2001
Breakable
Why is he so surprised to find
That I'm breakable, after all?
That I bleed blood as red as his
When I'm hit, I fall
When I'm sad, I cry
When I'm wounded, I ache...
How is that hard to comprehend?
Is the concept really all that difficult?
I wonder at how he just doesn't see things
Even when they are right in front of him
I don't know how he can overlook so much
How is it that he takes his heart, and turns it off?
Why does he run, evey time he feels something?
He never gets himself in too deep
He barely scratches that surface
Or so he has himself convinced...
But, he always dives into things, into trouble
Without first checking the depth of the water
He leaps before he looks, and when he finally opens his eyes
Is surpised at what he sees...
He'll never admit his weakness
And he never owns up to his strengths
He's a man without convictions
But, deep inside, he knows what he needs
He's always searching for something, which he has yet to find
Trying to fill the void he feels, an ache that burns deep inside
And on his journey, he has torn me in two
Made me cry, made me ache
Evoked in me, such longing...and such despair
Why is he so surprised to find
That I'm breakable, after all?
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