I Have Something to Say
There are so many things I want to tell you, explain to you... ask of you.
But I hold back, refrain from uttering a word.
For I know the pain you so jealously guard behind that shell for your heart;
Keeping it in with that shell of cold, chiseled, brittle stone.
And I know that my voice will be as a javelin speeding towards its target,
and intention or not, I know it will do you much harm.
So I sit here, playing with these thoughts, knowing I cannot get them to you without hurting you.. Knowing that nobody will ever know what truly happened between us.. Knowing that I am alone in feeling this, and that nobody will understand what I struggle to explain.
But I hold back, refrain from uttering a word.
For I know the pain you so jealously guard behind that shell for your heart;
Keeping it in with that shell of cold, chiseled, brittle stone.
And I know that my voice will be as a javelin speeding towards its target,
and intention or not, I know it will do you much harm.
So I sit here, playing with these thoughts, knowing I cannot get them to you without hurting you.. Knowing that nobody will ever know what truly happened between us.. Knowing that I am alone in feeling this, and that nobody will understand what I struggle to explain.