I don't think you understand
just how much my mind says
but how little my voice actually communicates.
I'm afraid I'll never be able to express to you
what I'm truly thinking,
That you'll never understand.
Sometimes I think it's easier to just give up,
To let you go
I figure why keep holding on
to something that causes me so much pain
Why hold on to something
so confusing and hard to deal with
I'm fighting a battle with myself
Because you don't seem to have the same
messed up,
confused,
stressed out feel as I do
But if I let you go
You'll ask questions
I can't and am not prepared to answer
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