The smell of trouble...

I've often thought : I'll save you,
Until I realized that there was nothing I could save.
I've often thought : I can change you.
Until I realized that you're the only one who could make that change,
and that you would always stay the same.

I've often thought: I'll be there for you,
to help you lift your burden,
to help you through.
I promised to have your back,
and to be by your side,
and I was,
but if I had your back,
Who had mine?
And when I lay next to you,
giving you everything you needed,
making sure you were alright,
there was absolutely no one to hear my cries.

You were trouble,
So I've been trying to stay away from trouble,
It isn't so hard (or is it),
You can smell trouble and chaos from miles away,
but instead of running away from it,
there will always be people who run  towards it.

There can be different reasons for this crazy act.
Maybe because they find it interesting,
maybe because they decided that their purpose in life is to do the saving,
or maybe because they feel like they can take on all the trouble,
because right in between the chaos,
is where they find safety.


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