Special Ones

Isn’t it funny how you never really screamed at my face
But your anger so unspoken and unchannelled permeated my essence
To the point where I don’t want to see you hear you, be anywhere near you
You probably think I’m threatened by you but your illusionary power doesn’t threaten me
Actually I think it’s kind of funny that you create an illusion that is a mirror
I don’t appreciate you and I know that surprises you
I suppose you see that those who follow their heart always win
Those with integrity have won the match before it’s begun

So rather than being kicked around, I’m goin’ to kick you to the curb
So rather than being pushed around, I’m going to push you away first
So rather than trying to protect you, I’m going to cover my bases first
So rather than trying to open my heart, I’m going to lock it with a key
So that only the special ones can ever get through to me

Some can see beyond the barrier of threshold
Whereas others can’t see beyond their sculptured mould
You offer me nothing, you could offer me nothing that I need
Do you think I’m asking too much?
A kind of respect and trust that shouldn’t even be questioned
How can I open my heart with dishonesty sitting next to me?
I’ve honoured your honour to the point of embarrassment
But innocence in the hands of the guilt-free is kicked to, is kicked to the curb
I was ashamed of my innocence, I was ashamed of my innocence
But now with clarity I see that your bullshit is just not worthy of me

I don’t want to be angry
This is not worthy of me and now clarity I see that I can walk away, I can walk away

~ george: Special Ones ~