Friday, July 23, 2010

*Pride, just another mask for weakness*

hold your head up high
because you're strong
because you don't need nobody
because you're a skycraper,
tall, proud, undefeatable
you are not falling apart
strong, composed, whole

yea, that's what you are

do the world a favor
and hide the wreckage
leftover from the crash
the debris, the grand collapse
because, yea,

you're strong composed, whole
you don't need nobody

but the day will come
when the plaster peels

in private and quiet, in safety
by your own hands
will the cracks have to spread until it can't fight the

mounting pressure beneath, crumbling to
a million thousand pieces
on display for all to see

either way
the breaking will come

the breaking will find you