Do not harm me,
But do not fret.
The way I'm living,
Is not close to death.
I'm still feeling
My heart beat.
I'm not livid,
I'm fearing grief.
Do not speak those
Harsh words to me,
If you hate me,
Hate delicately.
And if you don't
Understand me.
Lack your regret
Unintentionally.
For I rather see your back than your anger.
For I rather become a ever peaceful stranger,
I have feared the argument my whole life.
There is danger in every word people breath,
I fear confrontation so I call my defeat,
Or say angry words I never care to mean.
You'll understand it if you get to know me.
I need to defend myself in adequate rebuff,
But right now I feel I'm never good enough
To make a stand for everything that I feel.
The fear of abandonment is just too real.
Read my words
With carefulness
Than between the lines
Again for the tenderness.
Take my needs,
Don't smash them down.
Out of your sight,
Or broken on the ground,
Where you can step
Your foot and cut
And when the blood
Is dried up enough,
You'll blame me for hurting you.
You'll tell me a delicate fool
And break it all of out of spite.
There is danger in every word people breath,
I fear confrontation so I call my defeat,
Or say angry words I never care to mean.
You'll understand it if you get to know me.
I need to defend myself in adequate rebuff,
But right now I feel I'm never good enough
To make a stand for everything that I feel.
The fear of abandonment is just too real.
These are not just words but they don't mean much.
There just my feelings laid bare to touch.
Not to harm you or anyone else.
Just a story that I needed to tell.
I fall from grace once and I'll do it again,
Just to believe that I did make a stand.
You might bury me in the deep of your head.
But please believe me, I am not yet dead.
Let the hammer fall where it may.
Will it come closer or will it fade?
There is danger in every word people breath,
I fear confrontation so I call my defeat,
Or say angry words I never care to mean.
You'll understand it if you get to know me.
I need to defend myself in adequate rebuff,
But right now I feel I'm never good enough
To make a stand for everything that I feel.
The fear of abandonment is just too real.
I am finally ready to make my amends
And as I am, I am now ready to defend.
Take a stand for all the things I feel I need.
It comes down to this, will you accept me?
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