Skyscraper

Skies are crying
I am watching
Catching teardrops in my hands
Only silence as it's ending, like we never had a chance
Do you have to, make me feel like there is nothing left of me?

[Chorus]
You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!

As the smoke clears 

I awaken, and untangle you from me 

Would it make you, feel better to watch me while I bleed? 

All my windows, still are broken 

But I'm standing on my feet

[Chorus]
You can take everything I have
You can break everything I am
Like I'm made of glass
Like I'm made of paper
Go on and try to tear me down
I will be rising from the ground
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
 

[Bridge] 

Go run, run, run 

I'm gonna stay right here 

Watch you disappear, yeah 

Go run, run, run 

Yeah it's a long way down 

But I am closer to the clouds up here 

You can take everything I have 

You can break everything I am 

Like I'm made of glass 

Like I'm made of paper, Ohhh woaah 

Go on and try to tear me down 

I will be rising from the ground

Like a skyscraper! 

Like a skyscraper!

  

Like a skyscraper! 

Like a skyscraper!

                A friend of mine kept listening to this song countless times after her break up with her boyfriend for two years. According to her, this song best encapsulates her feelings right at that moment. She was crying for a couple of days and it helped her that she did and that a lot of people really care for her to be listening to her stories and wiping her tears. I was lucky not to be there because honestly, I don’t know how to comfort a hurting friend. I can claim to be a good listener but that’s just it. I’m just a listener. I don’t know what to say and when I figure out what to say, I don’t know how to say it. I guess it also contributed that I’ve never been into a relationship and never had my heart broken. Maybe I had but my heart was never shattered. Plus I don’t really share things. I don’t open up to anyone. And this is the funny part. My friends are hunting me when they had their hearts broken. They want me to listen. Maybe that’s the thing. They just wanted someone to listen to them. And that is my very purpose, to listen.

                This friend that I was talking about told us that every break up takes us one step closer to Mr. Right and it made me wonder how many Mr. Wrongs do I have to be with until I find my Mr. Right. Lucky are those who went straight to Mr. Right because I don’t think I can handle too much heartbreak. I don’t think I can pick up the pieces of my heart after it was shattered by some jerks. I don’t think I can rise from the ground like a SKYSCRAPER. -C