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Speach of my Woe 11-11
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2004 I'm sorry I cannot explain to you
All the things that run through my mind
They confuse me, let alone you
At least I've been brought up to understand me
I'm not sure about you
You've only known me a short while
But somehow you're under my skin
Got me writing on my hands
Writing on everything I can touch
Aren't you proud of me
Everything cept those walls in the bathroom
Those are for the sluts and whores
I'm my own being
I can make up my own sayings
Each and everyone leading to you
You struck me with such force
Got a grab on me with a single hug
I cannot remember anyone caring as much
As I can see in your eyes
Forgive me if you cannot translate my reactions
I'm not your average girl
Worrying about things others dare not think of
Trying to remember a kiss that was long since forgotten
Weeping over a confusion of yours
Just tell me that you're ok
Stop your shaking or I'll threaten a hug
How I wish for the courage to say those words
But I cannot, it is not in me
Pouring out through these salty tears
Are the words you wish to hear
The confusion settled
All the things I wish to say in a single drop
Can't you understand
Of course not, how could you understand me
If I don't understand myself
