"Where I end and You begin"
Sometimes it’s hard to know where you end and I begin.
Sometimes it’s hard to know where you end and I begin.
The boundary line between
your idea’s and suggestions, and my own
is a hazy blur where I no longer feel real. I no longer feel
like a defined entity,
an individual.
I am but an extension of you.
your idea’s and suggestions, and my own
is a hazy blur where I no longer feel real. I no longer feel
like a defined entity,
an individual.
I am but an extension of you.
I love you but I do not want this.
I love you but I want my freedom and don’t know how to break away without hurting you in the process.
I am drowning in your love and over protectiveness.
I am drowning in your ‘help’ and ‘concern’.
I am drowning in you.
I am loosing who I am,
I feel lost and desperate.
In your desire to ‘help’ you have made me helpless and dependent.
I am suffocated.
(I am suffocated)
I don’t know where I begin.
I don’t think I even do.
I don’t think I even do.
I am looking out from inside of me
and all I can see
is you.
and all I can see
is you.
Radiohead: Where I end and you begin (the sky is falling in).
"Five scenes from the City"
Branching out above me:
Lights coming on- In preparation of evening:
Melbourne's bicycles waiting to be used:
Collins St, 5.45pm Friday:
Through the branches of the Elm- The Melbourne town hall clock tower:
beautiful words, beautiful images...
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