Treasure Island

Laura Cummings

(Friday 16th October 1987 / Alexander Hospital, Redditch.)

Glass Walls


Paranoid about the people I meet never alone when I walk in the street
Dark gazing eyes that pierce through my soul seeing you
You there in my heart making yourself comfortable
Never noticing that you're hurting me
But they see
Yes they see alright
Those dark piercing eyes see right through me
You don't even though your inside me
Look around and your sat in a room of mirrors
A room of mirrors in my heart with you sat in the middle
Reflected from every angle
I see you
I'm not in you like you're in me
Deeply rooted so that the idea of breathing without you there
The glass shatters
The glass walls of my heart shatters
Without you there to hold them up.
Oh open up your heart to me
So that I too can sit alone in a room of glass mirrors
Rooted deep in the depths of your soul existance
Love me like I love you
Maybe I wont die today
I'll think about it tomorow in my brick house.
No glass mirrors reminding me of you as I realise that I have to
Say goodbye
Forever
No more rooms of glass mirrors with only one seat
Im building a whole stadium in there
Better get in line if you want a ticket.

Submitted: Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Edited: Friday, September 24, 2010
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