I`m not aware that pushing forward constitutes an advance.
That memory`s best served by one backward glance;
But I`m concerned for people like you who think it`s okay to do what you do to me.
Well it`s not. You see.
Yes. I am scared that if I challenge you. You`ll push me away.
Or strike me dumb when I have so much to say.
I`ve practiced these words. Yet now they accuse.
My heart`s fit to burst with all I could lose from love. Did I choose love?
Oh . my burst balloon. Oh my shattered dreams.
Oh. My so -called life. This tired tune. My burst balloon.
I don`t agree: if you can`t kiss another you`re not free??
Go satisfy your lust - forget about me.
But what will it mean when everyone`s gone ? your body is queen.
Your mind carries on empty. It was not meant to be.
I won`t be scared: I won`t hold back . I`ll make my point . I`ll seek my fact.
I won`t be quiet. Won`t settle down. You picked me up. You hung around.
For now it`s my turn to do the same? I never played those games.