Whispers
I was told to close my eyes
And listen to the singing.
As the wind kept calling
To the trees as they were whispering
A gentle push from a loving hand
Told me to keep on moving
So that we could rise above
And be more than just conforming
His voice fills the inside of your mind
Taking control of your thoughts and dreams tonight
Making the dark seem more transparent to the light
You tell me that I lied; you told me I should die
I tried, did my best to make things right
It wouldn’t good enough for you
I tell you that I’m through
Done with all these assumptions
You’re blinded by the lies,
They force you into a prison
One made just for you
To poke into all your soft spots,
I’m bleeding from my heart.
I feel the need to just stop,
But how can I? The chains keep holding us back
What do you plan to do?
You need to fly,
And go up real high
Or else you might fall through.
I keep saying I love you
But I can’t reach your mind
I’m the dust in the wind, the voice in your head.
So close your eyes
Just listen to the wind,
The whispers on the trees
I’m calling you to me
For no matter how bad it gets
I’m still here for you
Even if you won’t be here for me
I have your back,
Now fly my little butterfly
Up to the sky
I pray you’ll be dreaming of me in the night
Rise above
Don’t conform just to spite me
Cause I know deep down you like me
And I know you’d miss me
If I died.
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