I wish I could trust people.
I really, truly do.
The nicest people have
the nicest voices
the nicest souls.
They comfort me.
I wish I could trust them.
Let my guard down for once.
I shouldn't even have a guard.
I'd like to say my life is nice.
A nice life, with no reason
to keep myself guarded.
If I can't feel safe,
is it still nice?
If my guard won't come down...
Why?
Why can't I trust someone?
Why do I keep my guard up?
Why?
Is there a reason my guard doesn't fall?
They say behind the nicest smiles
are the cruelest intentions.
Nov 19, 2015
Nov 19, 2015 at 1:00 AM UTC
I wish I could trust people.
I really, truly do.
The nicest people have
the nicest voices
the nicest souls.
They comfort me.
I wish I could trust them.
Let my guard down for once.
I shouldn't even have a guard.
I'd like to say my life is nice.
A nice life, with no reason
to keep myself guarded.
If I can't feel safe,
is it still nice?
If my guard won't come down...
Why?
Why can't I trust someone?
Why do I keep my guard up?
Why?
Is there a reason my guard doesn't fall?
They say behind the nicest smiles
are the cruelest intentions.
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