Full of sorrow and full of doubt
I have to figure some way out.
No one gets it, no one understands
He is falling apart like little strands
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Physically. Mentally.
The pain is growing. Consuming my body.
Moments to just care?
Hardly anyone to just help me bare.
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Hiding in the shadows from the truth for so long.
Thought it would make me so strong.
Hiding from the unknown.
Making sure I would never be alone.
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In a box so cluttered with doubt
How do I put these pieces together?
Each piece with a different shape, a different curve, a different feeling
Overwhelmed with confusion
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The innocence of simply talking.
The want to be face to face.
The words of “I want to go at my own pace”
So naïve to believe he’d understand.
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