but i do know you, i know you well, better than you think i do and all because you told me i didnt. youre the girl who wears her heart on her sleeve even if you dont know it. you tell the world its okay but your eyes are a dead give away to the contrary. youre determined to survive and are certain that all the living you can handle. you want to hide it all away so that no one can break it. the only safe place is inside your head and the majority of the time thats questionable. youre an outcast in the in crowd. you wont say you love it because youre nothing like them, but you cant say you hate it or else youd be a fraud. it is what it is and you wont change it because sometimes its good and other times, the rest of the time theres nothing else. you wont let anyone in because people always leave and you would rather be alone. but you cant be because misery loves company. you dont give yourself enough credit and decide to quit before you ever start. you have this idealistic notion of an attainable perfection and until you reach it nothing will ever be good enough. and if you cant be great you dont want to ruin it. sound familiar? i know you better than you want me to, you dont have to say a word. i know you so well because i was this girl. and somewhere inside me this girl still exists. shes apart of the girl i am today and without her i would stop being me. and the same will be true when someday comes around and you convince that fragile girl in you to risk it all. until then continue to tell me that i dont know you and well both pretend thats true. itll be our secret that it isnt. its okay to be known fully, even if only by one, one is enough. one is all it takes to bring that fragile girl strength. and when you are fully known, you get to fully know. someday.
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