Battlefield
trying.. don't say that i'm not
i've given, i've given all that i've got
and words, i've spoken til i'm blue in the face
and people have left me, leaving no trace.
And my eyes, wide open, won't see a thing
i'd rather we blind to what's happening.
mornings consume me, fill me with worry
but his loves seems to burn out the fury.
insecure in my skin, unsecure with him...
my lifes like a battlefield, im scarred to the rim.
i need a stress reducer, i need to run away
i need a helping hand, i need hope for today.
my heart lets me wonder if days will start easing
and maybe, just maybe my life could be pleasing.
so in this battle, i'll fight to the end.
and on my own, my heart, my life, my soul will mend.
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