All of the things i wanted to say boiled up to the surface all of the time and i just swallowed it right back. It made me want to scream sometimes and i could never figure out if that was the way things were supposed to be.
I only wanted to say something..just once that would make him feel as if I might be worth knowing
Even if I told him, I knew it wouldn't change a thing. It wouln't make things better or worse
I've stopped wondering if it made any difference to him at all
Sorry I know i'm not the most comfortable shoulder to lean on but those are just my broken parts coming through the surface too
I won't ever get the answers. I won't ever get the answers.
The silence, it hurts me, just so you know...Obviously you don't see it hurts me