Too Good To Be True
Too Good to be true
I was told once that everything is too good to be true,
I never believed this,
Everything happens for a reason,
If the blackness in my soul is too good to be true,
Then why does it hurt me so,
It's supposed to be too good,
I don't understand why I'm used like a rag doll,
For other people's enjoyment,
Is it entertaining to play with my emotions?
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I've been in Love before,
I know how it feels,
Is Love always to good to be true,
I don't know what I'm feeling right now,
Every tear I shead over this situation,
Is just another raindrop into the puddle that is my life,
I realize new things everyday,
Is it too good to be true?
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What I know is that every tear lost,
Is never returned in the same state,
It's returned from regret or sorrow for wht I feel,
Never the same one,
Is it too good to be true that I'm in love again,
Or is it Love at all?
Maybe I'm just too stressed to realize,
That what I'm feeling isn't real,
Or Not caring if it's real just yet,
Just pondering whether my feelings are his feelings.
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I think this is all too good to be true,
My puddle of life is growing with all the tears I shed,
I will soon become an ocean of pain and torture,
The black cloud of smoke that hangs over me will get thicker,
More tears will shower down upon my life,
I will drown with the silence,
The silence that he gives,
What he doesn't tell me is what really makes it all too good to be true.
-Shane Bennett
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