I feel stupid , I still try
I open the door, I made sure to smile .
Although each one has been forced quite a while.
Calm yourself , I say to myself and bury my thoughts in the sand. I'm already talking too much, I try not too, and I want to prove that I can.
I feel stupid when you look my way, in that way. Like I'm your broken other half. I'll only clown and joke around , because I love to hear you laugh.
But I know how our day will end , the same as it always starts, the entire night spent sitting silently, and at the furthest space apart
How much more can one person take , how long will this pain last,. Because I cannot spend another day, pulling splitters from my heart .
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