I know, that what I'm doing is wrong
And yet I keep on striving for it
Pushing aside all sense
And running even harder for it
Cause I want the satisfaction
Of knowing what I'm worth
When I know it's really nothing I deserve
[chorus]
I can keep asking for help
But when will I really want it
Begging and pleading on my knees
Maybe then I'll really need it
Cause I know I need to change
But I lack the sense to do it
On my own
Is this an endless cycle
Or are these just rivulets
I'll spin around a while
And then forget
Am I breaking free or hanging
On the very edge of it
Clinging onto reoccurences
[chorus]
I can keep asking for help
But when will I really want it
Begging and pleading on my knees
Maybe then I'll need it
Cause I know I need to change
But I lack the sense to do it
On my own, on my own
Repeated defeats
And I am yet clearing
These wide open chasms
Pieces and fractions
Of me, are still waiting
To be, whole again
To be whole again
But I can't be whole
On my own
I've tried every way
On my own
I begging to be better
But I just want to be put together
In the end
Striving hard for perfection, is it even relevant?
ReplyDeleteStaring in the mirror
only to see a shattered reflection
broken glass broken glass
I dance on broken glass
in the revelation
that my imperfection
is what yields my perfection
My perfection is in You
(This is I guess a lyric response...your lyrics really inspire me)