Sometimes

"Sometimes I keep on building high walls around me
Not to keep myself away
But to see who cares enough to break them all
Who cares enough to make them fall

Sometimes I keep on constructing barriers around my heart
Not to keep my heart safe
But to see who cares enough to start

Sometimes I keep myself inside a fence
Not as a defense
But rather to see who really feels me... who has enough sense

Sometimes I keep on creating obstacles for whoever wants me close
Not to play “hard to get”
But rather to know why am I the one he chose?

Sometimes I prefer to be isolated
Not to be lonely …
But rather to see who cares enough to come close and approach me

Sometimes I prefer to be remote
Not because of fear
But rather to see who cares enough to be near

Sometimes I prefer to keep the distance
Not to act arrogant
But rather to see who cares enough to be persistent

Sometimes I do not take any initiative
Not because I’m acting so protective
But to know to whom am I really attractive

Sometimes I intend to be passive
Not to show no interest
But to see who cares enough to be impressive

Sometimes I intend to be mysterious
Not because I want to look serious
But rather to see who cares enough to be curious

Sometimes I intend to be unsocial
Not to be rude
But rather to see to whom am I really special

Sometimes I keep on wearing masks hiding my real self
Not to pretend
But rather to see who will remove them in the end

Sometimes I keep all my secrets covered
To see to whom and how it will be discovered

Sometimes I lock my door
To see who is willing to explore
Who really cares enough to know me more

Sometimes … all the times ….
And until now I haven’t found the kind of care I need
I haven’t found that someone who cares enough to succeed"

Because Of You

"Because you picked me up, when I struggled to get through.
Because you healed my heart, when it was thrown and shattered.
Because you gave me hope, when it seemed so out of reach.
Because you filled me with peace, when chaos flowed through my veins.
Because you showed me the light, when there was only darkness.
Because you gave me comfort, when my voice cried out in pain.
Because you reassured me, when the doubts screamed in my head.
Because you kept me going, when there seemed nowhere to go.
Because you sustained me with strength, when weakness became all I knew.
Because you came and stayed, when everyone else turned around and left.
Because you gave me a purpose, when life seemed so pointless.
Because you restored my happiness, when life seemed to snatch it away.
Because you filled this emptiness, when the void echoed with loneliness.
Because you helped me let it all go, when I gripped the tightest to hold on.
Because you showed me the beauty of life, when the world showed me nothing but hate and corruption.
Because you gave me a better life, when the old one fought to come back.
Because I am nothing without you, nothing but a hopeless being.
Because only You could tear down my wall of pride, and instead build it back up with love and humbleness.
Because of all this, I give you my life Lord.
I will put all my fears and failures in Your hands, my worries that consume me, my pain that destroys me.
You were always there, even when I rejected You.
Because of all You are, my life, oh God, is yours."

 

                                                                     

Painting

"I keep my paint brush with me
Wherever I may go,
In case I need to cover up
So the real me doesn’t show.
I’m so afraid to show you me,
Afraid of what you’ll do – that
You might laugh or say mean things.
I’m afraid I might lose you.

I’d like to remove all my paint coats
To show you the real, true me,
But I want you to try and understand,
I need you to accept what you see.
So if you’ll be patient and close your eyes,
I’ll strip off all my coats real slow.
Please understand how much it hurts
To let the real me show.

Now my coats are all stripped off.
I feel naked, bare and cold,
And if you still love Me with all that you see,
You are my friend, pure as gold.

I need to save my paint brush, though,
And hold it in my hand,
I want to keep it handy
In case somebody doesn’t understand.
So please protect me, my dear friend
And thanks for loving me true,
But please let me keep my paint brush with me
Until I love me, too."

Loneliness

                                                  

"The sound of silence grows,
every minute feels like a hour,
every hour feels like a day,
as i sit in in the cold light of morning;its far too late, too late
to pick up my heart from the floor,
as it lay in pieces,
right where you threw it yesterday night;
little by little,
strangers became friends,
friends became lovers,
and suddenly, lovers became strangers;
i am lying here,
lying next to where you left me in pieces,
can’t move, can’t scream,
with only silence for company;
the tick tock of the clock and,
the beat of my heart grows louder and louder,
shrouded by a mystery,
i feel so alone;
as the melody of lovefades into the distance,
the screams of silence is all that remains,
lost in the shadows of life,
I am here, Alone, in a crowded room!"