Just Talk
I want to tell you,
believe me,
I really do.
But I can't bring myself to.
You see, it hurts you when you know.
So I hide it from you,
from everyone.
And then you find out.
And it hurts you more.
And I know it does,
and I know that I should start talking.
But
every time I think,
"What if this time they
won't find out?"
I think I can keep it
under control.
But
I
Can't.
But
I'll
Keep
Trying.
You see,
I don't know how to
stop
destroying everyone
around me.
And myself.
You think it doesn't hurt me,
that I prefer it this way,
but I don't.
It's just,
I don't know. . .
I don't know how to
Just Talk.
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