You say I hate you
I rebuttal that I don't
But the cycles the same
A never ending wheel turns
I want to be honest with my feelings
But you make it so hard
I try my best I swear to God
You say I'm showing my true colors lately
Which I'm often not
If I were to spill all my colors then there's no surprise
You text me and strike up a conversation
And I always wonder how well this one will go
Often we bicker and you mistake this for hate
But it's me really trying to hide behind a facade I create
Cause when I feel
I feel it so deep
It keeps me on the edge of my seat wondering what's your next move what's my next move
only time could tell
until then I'll create my own little personal hell