Can'T Really Say

I want you to know how my heart feels. You watch me sit and spin my wheels. While your patience peels down to the last nerve. I constantly weave and swerve to avoid you. I plot white lies to decieve and exploit you. Behind my eyes I hide what should be voiced to you. My soul cries when I dissapoint you. I was going to do so much. Now you watch as I walk stubborn.