Coming Back

Coming back is having my heart ache again
Feeling the world close up around me
Feeling weak, stupid, unable
There are things I can't get over
And things I just can't ignore
I'm an outcast, a dreamer
It's more obvious than ever that
No one understands me here
No one wants to give it a try
It's all their ideas about how I should feel
And their feelings of how things should be
And me, as anxious to leave as ever...

I am what I am, why can't you accept it?
Is that so hard after so many years?
Is it so hard to listen and pretend
At least for a couple of days?

You are what you are, why can't I accept it?
Is that so hard after a whole year?
Is it so hard to listen and pretend
At least for a couple of days?

Well, maybe, we are just not compatible...

you have no power over me

I can't stop thinking
About that fairy tale that wasn't
My imagination changes it
The story continues in my dreams
I find myself lost in it

My body aches for his touch
For his lips, mine beg
I find myself as a little girl again
Wishing, and secretly hoping
Against everything I stand
That stories could become real

I know I'm not any different
From all the social misfits before me
Not satisfied with just the reality
I'm not looking for perfection
But something so faulty
That comes out perfect from the other direction

I wish he would stop torturing me in my dreams
And come to torture me for real...