Delete

You know it’s weird having friends because

Someone should ask what’s going on

But I’m embarrassed to even start

So how could they know

 

I feel myself building up walls

But I encourage them to talk

I still struggle to walk the walk

How far must I go

 

Here I am again

I’ve only picked up my pen

Because the process in my head

Says

 

Don’t say it now

Don’t speak

What if they don’t get it

Don’t agree

 

But they’re my friends

Isn’t it rude to have these doubts

I should do what I preach

Let them get to know me

 

But I’ve gotten so good at hiding

Almost perfected the façade

They’re my friends when I’m kind

I can’t complain too much

 

Here I am again

I’ve only picked up my pen

Because the process in my head

Says

 

Don’t say it now

Don’t speak

They won’t get it

Just delete

 

Write another ballad about

How I can’t let my feelings out

Oh oh, oh oh, oh

 

It’s always the same with me

Put my shield up like I’m weak

Type and delete

 

Don’t say it now

Don’t speak

What if they don’t get it

Don’t agree

 

Don’t say it now

Don’t speak

They won’t get it

Just delete

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