Isn’t it funny?

Isn’t it funny how things change

How they break

I wonder if you even know what I’m talking about

I wonder if I looked, would I see you in your eyes?

Or the wall that fools everyone else

Would you be there, for me?

Or did you retreat in the back of your soul, I bet you did

See, you aren’t like me, like us

Laughter is the only way we live

But you, you were made for something greater

We all knew it, all saw it in you

And just like all the others, I could see your pain

But I couldn’t understand it

Get used to it

I couldn’t fix you

So while you cried there, I laughed it all away

And you looked at me like I’m some kind of monster

Cause you didn’t understand my pain either

But you couldn’t laugh, you wilted away

I watched you fade, but I kept laughing

I believed in you

I really thought you’d stay, I thought I could keep you

Like them, I never could let you go

So you’re leaving, well good for you

I guess you gave up hiding in your eyes

Are you going away so we can’t look anymore?

You were always good at running

They were always good at being fooled

To each his own

When you’re gone, I’ll keep laughing

See if I can keep these threads together

My tapestry won’t be as good as yours, but maybe I can keep it from breaking

Long enough for you to come home

Chiding me for the messed up stitches, the knots, the loose threads

And fix it all up again

I’ll laugh it all off again

Of course

But inside, I’ll wish I could weave as well as you

You were right, you know

Almost prophetic

“she’s not here, and I’m an excellent cleaning lady”

You won’t be here, and I’ll try to be the cleaning lady

~ by ccsfuzz on November 6, 2009.