Denied
I've denied nearly everything
I've denied love and hate
I've denied happiness and sorrow
I've denied friendship and loneness
Hell, I've even denied the pain I feel
Do I deserve the hands that try to reach out to me?
No
Do I deserve their trust?
No
Do I make a difference?
Maybe
I've tried to forced the loved ones away
But I can't help but remembering their faces
I've tried to force them away
I've tried to deny their outstretched hands
But in the end should I take it?
Maybe
Have I denied everything?
Honestly?
No, I haven't
I can't deny the hands reaching out to me
I haven't denied hope or faith
Should I be given a seconded chance?
It depends
Should I have this chance to love again?
To hurt again?
To cry again?
To feel the horrible pain in my heart?
Should I live once more?
Yes
I shouldn't stay in the past
Even though I want to
I want to believe that I'm emotionless
But no one can be that cold
I will hold those precious to me
I will keep them safe
I will love and hate freely
I will be happy and be free to grieve
I will accept those hands who offer a healing touch
I will help those who need a healing touch
I will feel the pain I've tried so hard to deny
Why will I try so hard?
'Cause there's still hope and faith
Hope is a last resort
Faith is there to comfort you in times of need
Hope will try to resort the pain
Faith will guide you on your path
Either way we have both in this world
And I'm not about to deny the fact that they're there
