I Can't Bring Myself To Tell You
Rose petals of shame its not the same.
I sit there and smile. Try not to cave in his style.
I've seem to be sown on by a needle so thin I
can't feel the seems.
I am not sure why I am stuck in this circle,
I don't want to continue, I really don't.
It's agonizing to see you, sitting across the earth,
wooden dark sea between us. I place myself in a metal stool.
I sit with lethargy.
I don't shine, I cant make you orbit around me.
I can't be your shooting star. Even when to me you are
the birds that flood the sky,
you are the atmosphere that keeps this planet sane.
I am unsure about our future but
I will admire from far as the sunflowers do for the sun.