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Me…

I try to be like you
So open, honest, and true
To not hide what others show
To welcome the help when I feel low

You’ve begged me to open up
Then shun me, and you wonder why I’ve given up
I’m tired of seeing the hate in your eyes
I’m sick of hearing your lies

You say it’s time to convene
And it’s impossible to make my feelings seen
The time to talk is not when you so desire
It’s when we both need it, before we’ve both been deemed a liar

You may be ready and willing
But your piecing eyes are too chilling
I fight back with my mask and unseen pain
I know you’d use it for your gain

In the late hours when you can’t see
I reopen and let me be me
I fight to hold back the screams
As silly as that seems

Maybe, just maybe, I’ve seen too much
I fall back on music and words as my crutch
I can sense your pain too, standing by your side
And it hurts so much inside, I want to run and hide

Why can’t you see it in my eyes
Why don’t you listen for my cries
Do I really hide it that well
That you can pour your feelings onto me while I don’t tell

I’m tired of hearing about the mistakes I’ve made
I know I’ve made them, let them fade
It hurts to hear I’ve already gone bad
That I’ll cause all this trouble, all that you’ve already had

I’m not as strong as you seem to think
Into my own lost thoughts, I sink
Inside I’m broken and lost and mad
For once, just once, I want to hear that I won’t turn out bad.


**Yeah, it's all truth, it's all mine. I just wanted to get it out there. My friend liked it, she said it described her...I figured she'd been through enough, I guess I'm dedicating it her.**