Maybe next time
I’m not who you think I am not even close
I don’t like to use my mind especially my voice.
I hind behind the walls that I’ve built so high, I promised myself that no one can come inside,
now that I took a chance it scares me everyday, now you know the words I think and even what I say.
Sometimes I want to run, so far away
sometimes I wished you knew me better so I didn’t have to hide this away,
but you don’t so I’ll keep it to myself till the end of time, and maybe next time our world won’t be so blind.
