Your voice is clear,
You wish I would change.
You wish I would hear,
And not find it strange.
I hear my voice,
Climbing in defence,
I wish I wouldn’t lie
And drop my pretense.
I wish you would say
What you felt underneath,
While I wish I could hear
What you hide beneath.
Tell me like it is,
Every colour, every note,
Tell me if you worry,
And tell me if you dote.
But inside I know,
I hear what you say,
Even words that you never
Planned to put my way.
I hate who I am when
I hide behind these walls
To prove I am right,
Does it matter at all?
These tears in my eyes
You did not make me cry
I am my own misery
I keep asking why.
The promised salvation
A long distance away
But I am here
It must happen today.
Should I ever lose you
I’d lose you to this guilt
And see it crumble
All that we built.
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