Post by lanaia74 on Jul 12, 2007 4:47:07 GMT -5
I have been able to feel an invisible force, since I was a small child
Going to different places, feelings things that were hard to explain
People just brushing it off, as the wild imagination of a precocious child
That was the easiest answer, and making sure I was to blame.
Is this unexplainable thing, well I'll get use to the face it for the rest of my life
Not knowing how to answer the question is it friend, or is it foe?
I guess I should accept this thing, use it for good, and not strife?
At times though, I wonder if my sanity of I may just let go?
As a child, people would just look at me and smile
But now that I am an adult, some people, well when it comes to me, they doubt
Them thinking that if you give me an inch, I will take a mile
But then those people have no idea what I'm about.
Whatever this thing is, I didn't ask for it, in any kind of shape or form
But, since I was a child these awful things have plagued me
But everything from my life seems, it has never been of the norm
So I guess, this is the way, things were meant to be.
I can feel a person too, feeling the good or evil that dwells within one's soul
If my mind tells me something I don't want to hear, if I totally ignore it
In the end, I should have listened, it's like someone tells me, I told you so
Me knowing, I was warned, but I was too stubborn to listen to it.
The older I become, it is easier to except these feelings, I've had since child hood
Being defiant toward them, like a teenager that defies society
But in the end, if I had listened to them, a lot of my life, instead of a bad situation, if I had listened, a lot of things would have been good
This sixth sense at times I so hate, I guess will be part of me until the very day I die,
Going to different places, feelings things that were hard to explain
People just brushing it off, as the wild imagination of a precocious child
That was the easiest answer, and making sure I was to blame.
Is this unexplainable thing, well I'll get use to the face it for the rest of my life
Not knowing how to answer the question is it friend, or is it foe?
I guess I should accept this thing, use it for good, and not strife?
At times though, I wonder if my sanity of I may just let go?
As a child, people would just look at me and smile
But now that I am an adult, some people, well when it comes to me, they doubt
Them thinking that if you give me an inch, I will take a mile
But then those people have no idea what I'm about.
Whatever this thing is, I didn't ask for it, in any kind of shape or form
But, since I was a child these awful things have plagued me
But everything from my life seems, it has never been of the norm
So I guess, this is the way, things were meant to be.
I can feel a person too, feeling the good or evil that dwells within one's soul
If my mind tells me something I don't want to hear, if I totally ignore it
In the end, I should have listened, it's like someone tells me, I told you so
Me knowing, I was warned, but I was too stubborn to listen to it.
The older I become, it is easier to except these feelings, I've had since child hood
Being defiant toward them, like a teenager that defies society
But in the end, if I had listened to them, a lot of my life, instead of a bad situation, if I had listened, a lot of things would have been good
This sixth sense at times I so hate, I guess will be part of me until the very day I die,