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I wish we could talk And have a conversation A mental exchange, Intimate relations Intimate meaning close Not a sexual situation, Just a heart felt dialogue Of personal information But you don't want to do that You're not into risk takin' You don't want to open up Love is too much for you to take in We're so used to being fake Never learned to be real Never learned to be honest And just say how we feel I wish that I could know you And look you in the eye, To understand you in your essence Opposed to your disguise I'm interested in the truth You don't have to tell me lies I'm not trying to judge you Human error is natural, it's no surprise Our mistakes make us who we are By our experiences we become wise You should own them, not ignore them Truth leads to freedom, not demise But we're so used to being fake Never learned to be real Never learned to be honest And just say how we feel You know I won't betray you Don't show face in front of me I'm the one that you can trust I would never do you dirty But you feel safer when you're guarded Only show what you want others to see You figure if you wear a mask You retain your dignity Too much pride to be yourself, Pride covering insecurities Hating to be vulnerable Dodging all inquiries So used to being fake Never learned to be real Never learned to be honest And just say how you feel To me, you're like a riddle I have to read between the lines Upset when I don't get you But you know I can't read minds Communication is the key Without it, logic is blind. When deep feelings go unexpressed Tight relationships unwind I'm not going to rush you, This process may take time But talking is the glue By which two hearts are able to bind But we're so used to being fake Never learned to be real, If only we could be honest And just say how we feel.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2016




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