I wish I could say "I love you"
just to give you part of my heart.
But deceit and sin has stayed with me
and I am not who I used to be.
I hold my truths in solitude
for fear of trust in others.
I am skeptic of what people want.
There are no such things as favors.
I will never match my standards,
I must be perfect for myself.
And when you say you love me,
it's because you think I'm different.
I forget to see the sunrise
because I'm busy building this puzzle.
I no longer play my music
because it's not my own anymore.
My life has turned into a game
of hiding and pretending to be someone else.
It's all I can do to avoid being victim
of the devils from my past.
I wrap myself in my own shield,
I have to hold my secrets tight
because to tell you would be a selfish relief.
And you'd be worse off in the end.
I want to say "I love you"
because I know I really would.
But I'm wrapped in these vines and if I break free,
they would come back to strangle us both.
