Jane Kur

What if I can’t be what you want me to be

Am I to blame for being who I meant to be?

What if all your hopes and dreams are lies

Would you finally realize what’s real?

What if time is an illusion of hope

And what’s left are abandonment and failures

Would you learn to rely on yourself this time?

Or would I be to blame for all that’s left

Is it wrong to open your eyes to the reality

And reach for the dreams that are approachable

Is it sinful to destroy your blind faith

And finally reveal what’s inside of me?

Why can’t happiness be genuine

Free from all distractful superficials?

What I feel are real, there’s no made up laughter

Or cries, or smiles, for that matter

Will you accept me for who I am

And not for someone you’d dream of?

Will you open up your arms

And embrace a simple, little, ordinary girl.

JK

Do you think fate has the unavoidable nature

With its twistful turns and continuances

That eventually leads us to a predetermined line

That nevertheless, would be suitable for our soul?

For I have traveled many miles

Away from my life, to embrace another life

Yet life itself lured me back into its trap

And I become its voodoo princess

No matter how high I tried to fly

Or how wise I try to grow

This chain of bitterness seems to be endlessly pulling me
down

With hatred, betrayal and foolishness

I’ll scream if I can, cause I really want to

I’ll run if I could, but I have not the heart to

Now all that I can see is an endless circle

That has begun to eat away my rotten faith

If this life’s journey is all about hardship

And hardships are meant to give you power

Then what’s the use of easy living after hardship?

Will it even come at all?

Now all I have is fear and confusion

With doubtful heart and mind that marry as one

And it seems like they cannot be transformed

All is dark, all is dull.

JK