My true enemy is silence, now you are the bad guy, but the truth hurts.
This silence that followed from day one on, the day one that starts way back when or some other time.
Justify why we should have done this, and there is no such thing.
People have conversations with other people, there’s no conversation with me.
People have support and give support, but as always,
The answer is:
We’re okay.
No, you are okay,
And the other side is fine with that, the being left behind.
While it’s like a joke again, you did this to yourself.
The things I must apologise for, I did and no one heard.
The things they made up that I apologised for regardless, I did and no one cares.
The things I need, when I never wanted or needed things.
When all I wanted, was one word.
And now all I want is to know someone can hear me.
Can you hear me? And if I write the next part it turns sour.
We did as we were told and played the game.
So he could keep playing, but he wouldn’t play.
So now we play alone, in silence every day.
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