Sh*t I can't tell you part 1
My only thoughts were
do you care?
I wasn't your average student
and you weren't the average teacher.
You saw something in me that you said needed to be brought out.
I couldn't bring it out.
Letting you know would be the ultimate betrayal.
I couldn't allow myself to let you in.
What about my mom?
What about my sisters?
What would become of us?
No, I have to protect them,
this is my duty.
This is my job.
I can't allow you to mess up
what we have.
You are the enemy I was taught.
People like you.
They want to take us away.
Is that what I want?
DO I want to see my sisters again?
DO I want to be split up?
No, no I don't want that.
I must remain silent.
But you kept on poking,
Kept on asking.
You kept...
You kept..
Being nice.
Saying the things that I always wanted to hear.
But I had to keep my wits about me.
I knew what people like you could do.
I could open my mouth and lose myself.
Or keep closed and abuse myself.