It's Zenobia

And so I give up I retreat into the heat of my tears and the ache at the back of my throat "just go if that's what you want" words that float in my head and fight with my heart I'm hard and fast about the last few years it was love like I had never known and I could never know the way it would one day break me and take me from a smile to a lonely angry sad Sunday one day I wanna look back and pretend That I walked away first so the tightness in my chest can eventually fade but for now I give up I'm moving on cause my heart tells me you did And I did not wanna believe it but time tells the truth that is hardest to hear and it is clear now that the worst has happened and I'm not sure I've survived but I have given up cause these tears have washed away the promise and time is just too honest

Feet pressed Down  Into the hard earth  Back breaking For my hard worth  Taking It day by day  Counting  The meager  Blessings  At these Tired feet  Do they  Know me  My work My effort  My name  The answer Is  No  One step behind The main character That's it  Isn't it  Always The days  Go by  With equal parts  Sweat and tears Weeks and years  And still  I am  A ghost Expendable At most  And still I toil  Yes sir No sir And when you  Go sir,  I'll be in here  Building myself By myself By the grace  Of God  My energy Doesn't end  When the day does  Cause when  The day does come  And it will  I will  Stand up  Appearing Even taller  Than you recalled  And I will walk  Right  Out  And you won't  Forget  My Name

I remember when  home was my car  packed tight and days were  spent thinking bout where I'd spend the next night sometimes I would be sleeping  on couches in houses where people were tired of me  where I  was tired too but I would never ever sleep where my eyes only closed  to catch the tears I never let anyone see Home was  me  at a pawn shop with eyes cast down fingers crossed heart tight and hopes high cause a girls gotta eat and we were two mouths to feed though I didn't always feed myself with much more than guilt empty inside surviving on will I recall when  home was  me listening hard to  cars  going by as I  hold tight to  the one thing I won't cash in and I hope  that the rattle at the door  is the  wind and not  someone  more desperate than myself cause my self is weak  from the heat of this hell brittle  and broken  cause when we eat we eat cheap from greased sta...

Let's take pictures together with all different kinds of cameras to capture memories  that we wouldn't have forgotten anyway lets collect  robots  with buttons and lights that look like the future from  a long time  ago,  the one I waited for when I knew you were out there Let’s  spend our lottery dreams and then decide  to make them  come true without it lets build  and break  and paint things orange  and creamy peanut butter brown lets run away in our words  like we have  since we were ten and then  find each other at the end let's fight and scream and never lose the look in our eyes the one  that meant  love still lives here lets go to parties  dressed up like prom let's make new days  in the week when we find  ourselves  wanting more lets go  where the locals go let's keep finding  each other there in the dark after the moon  has gone away and again  when the ...