the leaving behind

I dived into your world and when I looked around it seemed impossible to leave behind. 

with good reason

There's a light that never goes out,
some things happen for a reason,
others never happen,
with good reason too,
and these are not all cliches,
they happen to the best of us,
in the most surprising ways.

face the charges

Here I am again, pointing fingers, trying to place the blame somewhere far away but there's no use, this time I'll face all the charges. 

human again

Woke up human again,
sadly I had disconnected,
but her words brought me back,
to fight the good fight,
to realize how lucky I am.

the dancing heart

I used to be bolder, now just the idea of possibility sends my heart jumping to the moon. Is this responsability or just plain fear? I guess the important part is to push through regardless of the dancing heart.

i've done that

I know where I get it from,

that trait of personality I despise,

she told me about an injustice

and how she chose to stay quiet,

for the sake of the person inflicting the pain,

and it made me rabid, poisoned my soul with anger

and then it settled in, I've done that hundreds of times.

Looking out for strangers rather than your own,

sickening when seen on others, admisible in me.

if we knew

If we knew how to make it stop, we would have already. Don't have any answers, but it troubles me, the responsability weighs me down and I don't know how to face it.

the repeating of history

So we repeat history, not because of them but because of ourselves. Isn't it tragic?