i really wish it wasnt so hard.
to talk.
i just can't open my mouth.
to speak.
i know you hate it most.
when i say everything is alright.
im crying too hard to get those words out.
the ones you so-oh need to hear.
i'm fine.
i want to ask all these things.
i want to say all these things.
i want to respond correctly to you.
i want to say the truth.
i know you hate it most.
when i lie about things.
im trying too hard to get those words out.
the ones you so-oh want to hear.
i'm not fine.
 Never Ask Dante · Thu Jun 05, 2008 @ 01:02am · 1 Comments |
