24 December 2008

Just...

When he passes me by, he's a ray of light
Like the first drop of sun from the sky
And I know he's a king, who deserves a queen
But i'm not a Queen
And he doesn't see me

When he dances he moves me to a smile
I see everything near his shine
There is a grace in his ways I can't contain
I don't have that grace
So he doesn't see me

And the closer I get I can't help but hide
So ashamed of my body and voice
There are boundaries we pass in spite of the war
But our own, we can't seem to cross

She has a way that surrounds him, so delicate
With a glory that reigns in his life
She is also so much that he is not
But these things they don't see
And he doesn't see me

There are things we can change if we just choose to fight
But the walls of injustice are high

When he passes me by, he's a ray of light
Like the first drop of sun from the sky

And i know hes a king who deserves a queen
Someone other than me
Different from me
He doesn't see me
He doesn't see me

2 comments:

LeSScAkAp said...

i saw u and i will always see u

angboami

Ms Martha Moore said...

hehehe....

thanx hub...

u r the best...