Am I the only one to notice;
That you crack your knuckles when you are nervous
That your timid smile never reaches your eyes
That you pretend to be confident around your fake friends
That you are in a maze of lies
These are the things I will never say
Will you ever notice;
That I understand you are scarred in more ways than one
That I want to be the one to help you mend
That I love your spider legs and tousled curls
That your shadow is not your only friend
These are the things I will never say
Please notice my screaming silence;
For these are the things I long to say
Jun 19, 2013
Jun 19, 2013 at 1:07 PM UTC
Am I the only one to notice;
That you crack your knuckles when you are nervous
That your timid smile never reaches your eyes
That you pretend to be confident around your fake friends
That you are in a maze of lies
These are the things I will never say
Will you ever notice;
That I understand you are scarred in more ways than one
That I want to be the one to help you mend
That I love your spider legs and tousled curls
That your shadow is not your only friend
These are the things I will never say
Please notice my screaming silence;
For these are the things I long to say
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