I care, I care. The feelings are there. I swear. I know my actions have made them unaware. But please understand that I do want to share, something so precious to spare. II scream, I yell tell my lungs run out of air. Looking down at the ground I stare, with a since of despair, because I know when I look up you still won't be there.
I feel, I feel, I wish this wasn't real. The emotions inside me accidentally kill. And their wounds left behind never heal. Something my life is unfortunate enough to reveal. I wish I could conceal, every emotion I try to show that jusy spill. Left on the flood to fill as my regret linger over me as a unfair deal. But I promise you I feel, I feel.
I'm cold, so cold, the warmth in my heart so hard for me to hold. Forced by myself to watch my confused heard buckle and fold. Losing sight of a life I thought I once controlled. How much longer will my strength withhold. From a better life in my loves stories told. Still so cold when I care and feel something you doubt that I hold.
©justin_ur
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