I m trying to find something of my own
but nothing is mine, its yours
I m trying to teach something I have known
but nothing is true, its false
I designed the ring, that caged me in
The ring that made me old
I named the things, I couldn't have
And now that name is home
I m boxed in a corner Iv never seen
a corner of myself
Iv freed the Dylan within me
but where to now
ask yourself!
but nothing is mine, its yours
I m trying to teach something I have known
but nothing is true, its false
I designed the ring, that caged me in
The ring that made me old
I named the things, I couldn't have
And now that name is home
I m boxed in a corner Iv never seen
a corner of myself
Iv freed the Dylan within me
but where to now
ask yourself!
1 comment:
Jo, I don't want you to be trapped in a relationship where you feel you have lost your identity and don't matter any more. I don't want that for you, where you feel swallowed up and everything you have or become belongs to the other person and that you have nothing for or of yourself left. I want better things for you and whatever I can do to help I will do it. Dad
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