Bent

I can see it come, straight without a bend-
 I would face it over me, will not shake.
 Compromise. I have learned to live.
 The best in me is scared again.
 And I will shake without breaking.
 And I am momentarily caught in this misery.
 Tuning fork making resonant noise
 Its hitting my pride, someone's telling again.
 (Like) radio waves, condolence spreads.
 Its seeking a ear to hear the forbidden pain.
 And I will shake without breaking.
 And I am momentarily caught...
 And now it pulls me near my death
 Like I would be free.
 Then the wind will blow you away
 spread the smell of my soul.
 So there is no complication-
 No more bargain for peace.
 You would try to seek but you'll find
 Its not in me, its not in me.
 Will shake without breaking.
 And I am momentarily caught...