If you want to know the truth, just listen to what I’ve been telling you. Subtract that from what you already know and make sure you don’t miss anything. What’s left is the answer you’ve been seeking but just in case it’s not clear I have secrets I’ve been keeping.
I haven’t always been dead inside. There was a time when I bled inside.
There was a place in my heart but you stepped right through. I need to forget but I haven’t yet. Hold it against me. For I do the same. What I would do just to forget your name.
In less than a month my work will be published. They’ll speak my own words and say that it’s rubbish. I’ll believe what they say and change my approach. I’ll wish that I hadn’t. I meant what I wrote.
Your words are sweet, your tongue is sharp, the way you speak is a work of art.
I’m drifting further and further away with every single word you say there’s no reason to stay all you give is take what a waste good day. ~ J
I do so apologize when I said I believe in you. You see, what I meant was that I believe in the piece of you who also believes in me. I wish it was all of you, all of you that believed in me, but I can’t pretend to believe in what I can no longer see.
My eyes tell all, they tell my tale, my tale is told, through me behold.
I have no right to define when it’s time for forgiveness.
Welcome to my mind. It’s not usually this quiet. Speak to me, please? Fill up the silence.