Why was I blessed with a giving heart,
and no ability to touch.
Why do I feel so much,
I want to take the world and hold it close,
I want to take away the fears,
I want to fill the void of loneliness,
in all the eyes I watch.
I want to heal the world
and kiss away the loss.
Why is there no love inside of me.
I say don't come to close to me,
as I find I can't heal me.
I'll give you laughter and happiness
acceptance, empathy, I'll ease your pain,
a sparkling kaleidoscope of pretty colours.
Why do you want a piece of me
Why do they want to own me,
and fit me in a box.
Why do some want to take your smiles
and make you cry.
Why do the ones who drag you down,
need my loving most
Why can I find forgiveness and understanding
for the angry and the lost.
Why can I help you heal, but can't heal me.
Why when the sparkling kaleidoscope,
stumbles and is weary on life's highway
all misty shades of grey.
Why do I find you have all gone away
and left me alone to play,
Why do I feel so lost.
Why am I locked in my own inadequacy.
Why do I have the ability to learn and feel.
Why does my hand stay still,
when I'm longing just to touch.
Why can't I heal me.
Why does no one hear my silent plea,
Why is there no hand there for me,
Why do I turn away so that I can not see,
the eyes of those who love me.
Why is my fear so great, my walls so high
that I need to protect you all from me.
Why am I running scared of feelings,
I would break if I gave you misery
Why do I feel responsible,
for all the pain I see.
Why is there no love inside of me,
Why do I feel this empty pain inside,
where love is meant to be
Why can't I heal me,