I wish I could open your eyes
let you glimpse the things
I never tell you.
Breaking me down inside to out
my knees shake
my eyes shine
my lips tremble
but not once do I give in.
And say the things we both
know you don't want to hear.
I would never want to find you looking
caught with one hand in the jar
just because you can't call up
anything for me.
I'm sorry. You don't have to pretend
Because it's ok hon,
I'm used to it.















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