

I Can't Open UpI'm myself, A limited persona. I'm simple, An impatient sibling. I've never, Felt something so complicated. And I know, I'm willing to work it out. It's worn me down, All the events that has passed. I can't talk right away, I can't tell you what's wrong. It's how I am, I'm slow with my feelings. And I can't tell right away, What bugs me so much. I can't tell right away, What hurts me so much. I've never been this close, To someone before. And I feel like, Irresponsible for making you suffer, From all my inexperieI Can't Open Up


I Don't KnowI wish you'd understand, That I don't understand myself. And I don't know why I'm sad, Even though we're together. I don't know if I'm, Miserable or angry. I don't know if I'm, Happy or neutral. I just couldn't tell, What these tears are for. And I'm trying so hard, To put them together into words. And I can't help but think, That most of all my heart aches. Why does it ache? Why does it hurt? I sleep when you're not here, And even then I can't escape you. You're everywhere to me, And I don't think that's healthy. I think ofI Don't Know


What is Love?I'm not familiar, With the affection of love. I don't know, How I should act. I'm not familiar, With the concept of a relationship. I don't know, How to love. These tears, Are they my affection? Is it,What is Love?
Supposed to hurt so much? I just realized, How I've held on hard. And I don't know, If you acknowledge that. I don't know,
If you understand how I feel. I think these tears, Are my frustration. A bitter-sweet feeling, A smile that comes but lasts but a second. I want to cry, Harder than I have ever cried. &


Unreasonable TearsI found the person I love. And yet for some reason, I never thought it would hurt so much. The smallest thought counts alot, The slightest disappointment, The slightest frown, Affects my train of thought, My composure. The smallest painful message, Whether it was said, By the slip of tongue or intent, Tears would fall down my cheeks. And I would think to myself, Why am I feeling this pain? Is it even worth the trouble? And yet...and yet... I feel like I'd die without him. I can live on my own, I can breathe on my own, Walk, run, wUnreasonable Tears
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For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream. -Vincent van Gogh
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For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream. -Vincent van Gogh
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For my part I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream. -Vincent van Gogh
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Remember, remember the fifth of November
V for Vendetta
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