Dancing-Koi

My emotions are raw and worn-out like Old shoes, walked too far, with such a long way to go My stomach is sick, and still I persist As if some pagan god will save me From a world like this And what can I say? You don’t understand No matter what I had planned My life turns out this way My only light in this wicked world And you don’t seem to see I’m no longer a little girl And I can’t be who you want me to be Under stars that are bleak In a sky that is dark I am too tired, too weak, To bend to your heart Perhaps if I beg, perhaps if I plead Under a sun that is cold, and clouds that are grey You’ll wake up one