I made you believe me…
You didn’t have a reason to doubt…
Why would the first words I ever spoke to you
Be a lie?
It was psychotic.
It was protection.
It was my mask.
The curtain preventing you to see the real me.
I was still hiding the bruises and scars she left behind.
Who would want to remember ever being with this girl?
I kept up the charade…
Afraid to let you know my past for fear you would see me as broken.
I had never been myself…
That is until I was around you.
I kept up that lie but it was the only lie.
That lie is what prevented “You and Me”
From staying a
That lie kept me from really being me.
As long as that lie stayed a lie,
No truth ever coming to the surface,
Then no matter how much I was “myself”
You would never really and truly see me.
I threw open the curtain and pulled off the mask…
And now I can’t find you.
You didn’t run because of my past.
You ran because I didn’t trust you enough to be myself,
And share even the broken parts of me.
I put the mask back on…
I pulled the curtain closed again…
I don’t hide because you left.
I hide because of
I want Her in my past
And to just forget.
But I can’t move forward if I don’t move on.
I’m loud and have my own opinion.
I care about others and want to fix everything.
But I don’t…I can’t…Trust.
All because of
So you see me as shy and never saying a word.
Since I don’t talk you think I don’t care.
Since I don’t care then I must never want to fix anyone’s problems.
I can’t properly show that I love.
I can’t trust.