Wednesday, July 09, 2008

All I Wanted

I am a lyre
You can hold be in your arms
and pluck my strings
Pick out a tune
and I will sing
I'll tell you what I want to hear
I'll find your weak spots and exploit them
You will think it's love
But I will know
that it's all an illusion
and I'll be well aware
that you'll some day leave me alone
I'll become the fantasy - you don't want to own
You want someone who'll lie to spare your feelings
Who will pretend to submit
tell you you're their universe
and make you believe it
And I am a liar
I am a mirror
I can reflect your fantasies
and your fears
and that will drive you
Far, far away from here
When all I wanted was
to never be abandoned
And all I wanted was
to never be betrayed
All I wanted was
An un-broken heart
Is that such a wrong thing to crave?

ily, 2001

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