My Piano

(It comes with straps 

On a bag that 

You carry on your back and 

No, I’m not trying to rap but 

That’s just how it’s coming out 

I don’t control the sounds 

You know what, I’m just gonna close my mouth)

 

I don’t always have the words to say what’s on my mind 

What’s a writer who can’t write 

If I shut down every once in a little while 

Check my notebook for a sign 

 

I’m scared of what you’ll think if I speak 

I’m scared to lock you out 

I’m scared of everything going wrong or going right 

I’m scared of leaving things aside 

I’m scared of you think of me 

I’m scared I’m too loud 

 

I shouldn’t have met you 

I shouldn’t have wanted more 

I shouldn’t have agreed when all I know is greed 

Was it a mistake to block the bathroom door 

What should I do if I can’t speak 

Can’t I let my piano take over for me 

 

I don’t have the guts to say what’s haunting me 

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I only wanted what I thought my thoughts would be 

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Can’t a girl dream 

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Can’t I trust you’ll understand if I only speak in keys 

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Just let me play 

Instead of saying 

What I mean 

I only wanted what I thought that we could be 

I’m scared that I forgot to warn you properly 

 

I shouldn’t have met you 

I shouldn’t have wanted more 

I shouldn’t have agreed when all I know is greed 

Was it a mistake to block the bathroom door 

What should I do if I can’t speak 

I should let my piano take over for me 

 

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I shouldn’t have met you 

I shouldn’t have wanted more 

I shouldn’t have agreed when all I know is greed 

Was it a mistake to block the bathroom door 

What should I do if I can’t speak 

Focus on my piano, take over

See if you can hear me 

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