Someone tell me what to write.
Tell me what is right.
Wrap me up in lies.
Wrap my soul inside
and bury me in rocks of rules
and under stones of expectations.
Pour golden hopes
and shining dreams
around
but out of reach,
wrapped
in thin whispers I cannot keep.
Tell others I was great
but lock me away.
Tell others I was King
why am I not free?
Cover me in years and sand.
Take away my golden land.
Demon free I guess I’ll be.
Locked here for eternity.
Come find me when it’s far too late.
Dig me out of my foolish fate.
Bring me back to your homes so cold.
Stare at my withered self
and gossip about the hopes
and dreams you took from me.
Carry me around
city to city and place to place
but never let me truly show my face.
A heart so dry and hands so frail,
to fear the touch of air.
A metal shell
keep me from your hell
but in truth keep you from mine.
A case to hold my lonely mind.
Fear my curse I laugh,
yours is ever so worse.
I may be trapped
but you’re the one with a lurch.
I cannot dream
but you don’t.
I cannot hope,
and hah you won’t.
Watch the years pass by,
I’ll try to cry.
But there are no tears inside
and sand cannot weep
so why should we?
Wordsremember 