Speak
Speak.
Just say it.
I'll let you think I care.
Drowning in a sea of hate you'll sit.
I welcome to say these things you doubt I could bare.
But just lemme tell you this one thing,
I honestly Don't mind.
Tell me yourself.
Don't let the phone line ring.
Say it to my face, you know..
If it would help.
Remind you I may
MY feelings toward these hollow words
just don't mean a thing.
Mold these lies into scenes with clay.
No matter what they just don't hurt
they won't make me wanna scream,
Your thoughts should just stay hid.
How you feel will remain you,
Cause I just don't give a ____.
Copyright © Olivia Huddleston | Year Posted 2011
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