Halo
Remember those walls I built
Well Baby they are turning down
And they didn’t even put up a fight
They didn’t even make a sound
I found a way to let you in
But I never really had a doubt
Standing in the light of your halo
I got my angel now
*****
I have never been in a place long enough to let people know me well enough. Sure I have friends whom I’ve known for a decade, but we’ve led very separate lives and still keep in touch. I have not walked a path with someone long enough to have created a sense of camaradarie.
I’ve always been all over the place, ironically, trying to search for a place where I feel belonged. Yet, never found total satisfaction, probably because I’m overly demanding. Or perhaps, of my great urgency focus on completing the task rather than leisurely with a group of people… Am I always in a rush?
As a result, it’s hard to find people who can fully understand why I am who I am- the maturity, the anticipation, it’s my sense of independence, and perhaps, that is how my walls were built.
It just seems that I’m so afraid for people to come close. Why?
*****
I wish I can see your halo…
