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This Broken DreamI did what I thought was right,And they came to hate me. I looked to you for comfort, And your look broke me. I stood there, humble, And I bore my soul to them. I told them everything, And they laughed and they condemned Everything I was and everything I’d ever loved. I tried so hard to make them proud of what I had become. I was forced into this by pride. (And forced out by the same.) I will admit some regret. (But confess no shame.) I only wanted a release. (But I never wanted this.) I should have foreseen. (What I will now never miss.) My only crime was existing. For that I was thrown away. They’ll never love someone like me. I came to you for solace, And you turned me away. So here I am alone again. |