But you only see the face
And the way I smile,
You wont even want to know
The number of flaws I hide...
The tales of parties, gossips
And my pictures online
But I might never let you know
The stories behind...
Cause you're too innocent to be spoiled
You're the reason I feel WANTED not REQUIRED,
But,
I might never let it show,
It could be recovery,
I feel unworthy somehow...
It's just like when you stop arguing with someone when it doesn't personally bother you, but you need the sound of silence...becausw you feel the hurt of the other one, or the hurt another word that slips might give.
THAT YOU CARE ENOUGH TO LET THEM GO....