To: You

Is It True?

I don't know how to put this into words
The words that I don't, but want to hear
I don't want to be the one to say it
I don't want to be the one who yells it
So I sit here waiting
Waiting for someone to say it.

All I can say
Is the yelling
How much it hurts
Even though it isn't aiming
It isn't aiming at me
But it might as well be

I hate the pounding noise
I hate the sharpness
I can't hear your voice
Without feeling the darkness
Is it really true
Are you harmless
Maybe I'm the one
And you're the harness.

Is it true?
(I don't want it to)
Is it true?
(I don't want it to)
Is it true?
(Please, I don't-)
I don't want it to.

Maybe it is true

You don't understand
How it feels
I'm so fucking lucky
Like I have gold shoes
But I know I ain't
As perfect as can be
So maybe this is the way life will get me
Maybe this is life testing me
So I hope I hope
That this will end

And maybe one day

And before the truth

Fucking ends