'My Prison'
Everyday I work behind these walls-
half convinced none of this is real.
Until the day he walked into my life-
with his cold blue eyes of steel.
He told me oh, so many lies-
but still I was taken in.
'Cause sometimes when his guard was down-
I could see the man within.
I knew he was a good man-
someone worthy of my love.
If only I could give it to him-
what we had just wasn't enough.
He asked me please just to wait for him-
that was something I just couldn't do.
And I tried so hard to convince myself-
that this was really true.
Then I learned the real truth-
that I was just a mere pawn in his game.
And how stupid I felt, I'd let him use me-
With only myself to blame.
And still once more he came to me-
pleading for my help.
For help to save his brother-
not help to save himself.
I was torn between my love and my anger-
my need to help an innocent man.
And despite myself I was in danger-
of placing my future in his hands.
I did what he asked, I had to-
'cause what he had said was true.
"An innocent man shouldn't have to die-
because of what I did to you".
Now he is gone and I sit here-
these tears I shed so real.
If only I could stop loving him-
just make myself not feel.
'Cause you see, his eyes they were 'My' prison-
with no escape but to pretend.
That this needle will deliver solace-
with the morphine that it sends.