My heart is a gray painted room                                                             ­                 
                                               ­                                                                 ­      
  the paint is chipped & peeling off                                                              ­          
                                                                ­                                                      
The only window I can view,                                                            ­                    
                                                                ­                                                        
is filthy & the dirt is smudged                                                          ­                      
                                          ­                                                                 ­             
The dimmed light that filters
in                                                               ­             
                                                                ­                                                          
is speckled with floating dust                                                             ­             
                                                                ­                                                  
but yet I can still pretend                                                          ­                  
                                                                ­                                                  
that that is good enough                                                           ­                 
                                                                ­                                                  
the wallpaper under it,                                                              ­                            
                                    ­                                                                 ­             
almost hidden from view                                                             ­           
                                                     ­                                                                 ­
pictures of daisy & violets                                                          ­                                  
                                                                ­                                                  
and dandelions too                                                              ­                
                                                ­                                                                
­ Even though it's faded,                                                           ­               
                                                                ­                                                    
  it's still able to be seen                                                             ­                                   
                             ­                                                                 ­                        
 It has not dissipated                                                       ­                                     
                                                                ­                                            
there's still love in me

I can't keep giving away pieces of me,                                                              ­      
                                                                ­                                                        
to someone who regards them so
carelessly                                                       ­     
                                                                ­                                                
You've made me put up a protective
wall                                                        
                                                                ­                                              
because you don't deserve me at
all                                                              ­    
                                                            ­                                                              
I remember when our love was
carefree,                                                        ­                  
                                                                ­                                                  
when I thought you really loved
me                                                               ­                       
                                         ­                                                                 ­        
but I don't feel the same
today,                                                           ­                   
                                             ­                                                                 ­  
since I've had to take my trust
away                                                             ­                   
                                             ­                                                             
Chances are you were always this way,                                        
                                                                ­                                            
putting yourself first every
day                                                              ­          
                                                      ­                                                                 ­ 
I admit there were times I didn't
see,                                                             ­         
                                                                ­                                                  
you couldn't be mine
faithfully                                                       ­                 
                                                                ­                                                        
I felt if I just loved you
more,                                                            ­                
                                                                ­                                              
  you'd step up, make me feel
secure                                                           ­               
                                                                ­                                                
That didn't happen, so here we are,                                                          
                                                                ­                                          
together still but our hearts so far.

So many words written on
me,                                                              ­          
                                                                ­                                                      
that define my
personality                                                      ­                                  
                              ­                                                                 ­                     
Even though they are not
seen,                                                            ­          
                                                                ­                                                    
they mirror
accountability                                                   ­                             
                                   ­                                                                 ­              
Some are benign, mother &
wife                                                             ­           
                                                     ­                                                           
others reflect my road map of
life                                                             ­         
                                                                ­                                                        
  Documents of sadness &
  pain                                                          ­                  
                                                                ­                                          
labeling me again &
again                                                            ­              
                                                                ­                                            
Failure is a word I
see,                                                             ­                     
                                           ­                                                                 ­          
in every picture taken of
me                                                               ­           
                                                                ­                                              
Every image, glance or
stare                                                            ­              
                                                                ­                                            
  reflects the words," I don't
care"                                                            ­                              
                                  ­                                                                 ­   
  degrading remarks once
  said                                                          ­            
                                                    ­                                                                
­  are written across my
forehead                                                         ­                 
                                               ­                                                                 ­    
   In bold black letters I can
  see                                                           ­         
                                                       ­                                                           
   the word victimized on
  me                                                            ­                      
                                          ­                                                                
­   Invisible to the human eye,                                                             ­     
                                                                ­                                                    
  are they truth or are they lies?

You & I have disconnected,                                                    ­                                  
somewhere along the way                                                              ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­                                  
 I've been feeling neglected                                                        ­
                                                                ­                                                    
more with every passing
day                                                              ­              
                                                  ­                                                                 ­       
  If I ever asked you to
go,                                                              ­                                                                 ­                                                                 ­              
                                                  ­                                                              
  would you ask me to
stay,                                                            ­                              
                                                                ­                                                  
  and even if I had said
no,                                                              ­                          
                                      ­                                                                 ­       
   would you stay
anyway?                                                          ­                    
                                            ­                                                                 ­         
   If I thought you
cared,                                                           ­                       
                                                                ­                                                      
    if I knew you loved
me,                                                              ­                      
                                          ­                                                                 ­       
   the house that we
shared,                                                          ­                  
                                                                ­                                        
    wouldn't feel so
  lonely                                                        ­                                
                                ­                                                                 ­                     
    If I believed you would try,                                                             ­                               
                                                                ­                                                      
    if I knew you'd be there,                                                           ­                                       
                         ­                                                                 ­                      
     then my crying eyes,                                                            ­                      
                                                                ­                                        
    wouldn't have this cold stare                                                            ­                                                                 ­       
                                                                ­                                                        
    I have done more than my part,                                                            ­                                
                                ­                                                                 ­                 
    I've stepped up to the plate                                                            ­            
                                                                ­                                                  
   and now my once loving heart,                                                           ­       
                                                         ­                                                             
   ­ is only filled with hate

Our love has spanned a lifetime,                                                        ­                            
                                    ­                                                                 ­               
even apart you're still on my mind                                                             ­     
                                                           ­                                               
Wherever you are I find myself,                                                          ­                                
                                                                ­                                                      
never wanted to be anywhere else                                                             ­   
                                                                ­                                                  
Reach for me, I'll be right there                                                            ­                
                                                ­                                                                 ­       
I'll always be there, will always care                                                             ­         
                                                                ­                                                        
I close my eyes; it's you I see                                                              ­        
                                                        ­                                                
wherever you are it's always with me

The rain comes
down,                                                            ­                                  
                              ­                                                                 ­               
  making plinking
sounds,                                                          ­                                              
                                                                ­                                              
forming puddles all
around,                                                          ­                        
                                                                ­                                                    
dark skies the
background                                                       ­                         
                                                                ­                                                        
                                                                ­                                                      
I hold my face up,                                                              ­                 
                                               ­                                                                 ­     
 put my hands like a
  cup,                                                          ­                            
                                                                ­                                                  
begin to let it fill
up                                                               ­                               
                                                                ­                                                
Hold it up to my
lips                                                             ­                             
                                   ­                                                                 ­            
with wet
fingertips                                                       ­                                       
                                                                ­                                          
Nothing better than
this,                                                            ­                  
                                              ­                                                                 ­       
  a raindrops kiss

I saw the light in your eyes go out as I leave,                                        
                  ­                                                                 ­                               
heard you struggle for breath 'cause the air went with me                                                               ­     
                                                           ­                                                               
I have to admit I was more than pleased,                                                         ­                                                     
           ­                                                                 ­                                            
for the past hundred years you did it to me                                                          
    ­                                                                 ­                                                     
I wanted to look back & see if you were crying                                                      
    ­                                                                 ­                                                 
and it took all my strength to stop me from trying                                      
                                                                ­                                                          
  I wanted to watch your heartache firsthand                                                        ­
                                                                ­                                                  
  but then I'd be like you & I'm better than that                                        
                    ­                                                                 ­                               
  I'd have to be satisfied leaving you sitting there                                                            ­                  
                                                                ­                                        
   knowing that I hate you & now life is fair