opening up
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you did nothing wrong, you’re a good person
but you’re hurt, and i figured that out by myself
i know you’re afraid to open up
i know you’re afraid to let down your walls
and let someone in
I've seen things I never meant to see
And dreamed of places I'll never go
With you
Well, maybe you're just an archetype
But not the soul sent to save mine
From you
This light has never wanted you more,
But you won’t come and sit with me,
You play with pill capsules
Under your tongue,
Teasing flat tastebuds,
Dead ideas and dreams,
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Please don’t look
Don’t look
Because I don’t know if I can say this if you do
Turn your back and listen
But listen to me
In all honesty.I think what I truly desired was to be put on a plate.And be devoured piece by piece.My attention, all my free time.Everything that no one else could see.With knife and fork.
Why do they ignore me?
No acceptance given.
How do I stop the squandered days, days of regret
...The ones that are close?
Why don’t they see?
His eyes look so deep into mine
that I don't dare look too long
I'm intrigued
yet scared
that if I look in and try to understand
he will surely reach in
and grasp my innermost.
I want to let you in
Even though I don't
I want to open up
Even though I'm closed
I want to pour it out
Even though I'm dry
I want to show you it all
Even though I'll cry
