Desperation rules his soul, to be kurt c is his goal.
He sees no worth within himself, keeps his feelings upon his shelf.
He always smiles to the crowd, broken feelings aren’t alowd.
To see her there in her glow, shes too far she cannot know.
He wishes that she could see, what the real him would be.
Out there how life is grand, In here he cannot stand.
A common moon they both share, her heart he sees seems soo rare.
She holds his shining candle in her hands, to another woman he’s bound to her demands.
He learnt denial at an early age, she learnt that upon a different page.
He shuts his eyes they are together, he opens his eyes only stormy weather.
To see ghosts of his past taunt and curse, to look in the mirror only makes it worse.
Tries to fight it with his plastic smile, She knows this works only for a while.
Why can’t they see he’s soo alone, can’t they see their’s is not his home.
But she does know all of this, and it is him she does miss.
She feels so helpless so far away, she’s not sure what to say.
All she knows is he feels like home, to him is where she wants to roam.
But she sees his hands are bound, to woman and child that he found.
His child not her own she would love, cared and tendered for like a dove.
She is a brown sparrow common but warm, she wants him to see in her is a storm.
he is a brown horse stunning but fragile, running wild but getting agile.
His soul his eyes she sees tell all, many dark secrets behind a wall.
She knows his pain sees swinging ropes, he’s her mirror for him she hopes.
