Is This What Love Is?
You see the marks on my arms
And ask why they are there
You ask and truly care
I divert to a different topic
You tell me to stop it
You demand a response
I have nothing to say
I feel so ashamed
I do what I do
Because I thought nobody would care
I felt so alone and scared
Once again you ask why
I stutter and lie
You know right away
But don’t send me astray
As all the others did
You have my trust and respect
But I can’t just open up
And tell you how I feel
You would just think
It is to unbelievable to be real
But you would try to understand
Why I do what I do
Along with the pain I go through
My hurt cannot be placed into words
I cannot eat
I cannot sleep
You are always on my mind
You seem to care all the time
Because of this I think of you so highly
No matter how many times you try me
But I still don’t know why you wonder
I don’t know why you care
I do not believe I am worth your time
Although you tend to disagree
You are what set me free
From all my hurt and pain
I will no longer live my life in shame
Maybe I will explain one day
You are definitely worthy of knowing
While no other person is
I just am not ready yet
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