If my soul had eyes that could behold what was to be, If my heart had a voice that could speak to me, If who I am going to be tomorrow could talk to me today, Would things still have worked out this way?

Is my soul strong enough for this secret that I keep? Is my heart big enough to hold the tears that I weep? If I'd had a crystal ball that could see into tomorrow, Would I still have picked this path filled with sorrow?

Shall I always feel the need to carry the blame? Try to pretend that I don't feel any shame? If the choice was given me to remake, Would this path be the one I would still choose to take?

If any hope I had been able to believe, What kind of family would I have been able to achieve? If any other choice I had been made to allow, What kind of life would he be living right now?

Has it come down to me not knowing me? Sometimes my life seems to hold too much duplicity. Can happiness and heartache reside as one? Can I survive feeling all of this, yet confessing to none?

Will I ever find the strength to admit To those that I love, will they ever fit? If that day comes will they even recognize This person who keeps such a big secret tucked down deep inside?

If things come to pass as they are meant to be, Then why are our hearts and our heads helpless enemies? If our life's path is already known By someone, somewhere, why do I feel so all alone?

 

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