quinta-feira, 23 de abril de 2015

No words by me

I look at you
and I can see it in your face
you think you hide it,
but I see you.
I see the hurt
the dark circles beneath your eyes
and the quiet plea
dancing on your bottom lip,
too afraid to be voiced
to afraid to be heard
because you’re too afraid
to be hurt
and I just want to take you and
wrap you up in my arms 
hold you, console you
tell you things that you’ll believe
but you don’t seem to believe
anything anymore
because you have been deceived
far to many tines
so ill just look at you
and see the pain in your fake smile,
and I’ll smile back
and I’ll hear the attempted deception
when you tell me that you’re just tired,
and I’ll say me too
I know you’re broken inside,
I can see it in your face
violets are blue,
and so are you.

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