Poetic

Although this is, in fact, a song, you'd probably be better off thinking of it as poetry. That being said...

All the things I mean to say
The things I mean to do
What I wouldn't do for you

What of it
What of you
What of everything I do
To change
To lose myself in you

This cold delusion
It holds true to me
Holds true to you
I'm detained
Restrained
Contained

So plainly put
So strangely true
But what of me
And what of you
It's in everything I do

It's every word I mean to say
It's every song I mean to play
It's everything
And slipping softly
Quietly, behind me
Where it should be
Where I should be
Still, so true to me

So true to me

I've given in
Given up
Leering and lost
Wearing and tearing
Blindly and staring
Cautiously blaring
Ignorance, daring
I've given in
Given up
On the one thing I don't know

Nearly poetic
How it comes to be
That this is all I see
This is who I'll be
For your familiar face
And that familiar place

What if I were you
What if you were me
Would it be the same
Could it be rearranged
Changed
A change
Is all I need
And all I seem to see

Still, so true to me
What I seem to be

Is anything for you



Author's Note: The music to this has been recorded, and it works out extremely well. The last line was added as it only seemed natural for it to be there. Thanks for the reviews thus far.