The Truth

January 11th, 2010

I’m locking up secrets
They’re encoded in this book
I’m a composed person
Until I get that look
I’m coming undone
Your eyes bring me down
I’ve reached out for help
But you’re never around
I don’t want to play your games
I don’t know why I care
When I don’t want you around
You’re always there
I’ve written it out
These feelings so bare
I’m still longing for you
And this just isn’t fair