I am so loud, so oblivious to what I’m saying.
It’s all just to impress, to disguise my nerves,
but it is now part of me; a habit.
So please don’t judge me too hard.
I’ve never been in love, other than with an idea,
an image. I was so close to asking you;
I opened my mouth and swallowed the words.
Please don’t judge me too hard.
I see that you care for me, I hope
that’s what I see. But those images,
those false images contain my doubts.
So please don’t drop me too hard,
because that would just add to my load.
If you cared you wouldn’t give me doubt,
if you knew that’s what you do.
So please help me let go.
The Garth Brooks Dilemma.
11 years ago

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