Thick Skin

There isn't a day my heart doesn't find you When it skips a beat at the thought of you Hear your voice and a smile finds my lips Longing to talk to you, my self control slips I can't help but wonder if you think of me If each day you are hoping and praying you could see me Like I know I do when I think of you I keep pretending I know how to act, that I know what to do The sad truth is I broke my own heart I messed up this time, I know what I did wasn't smart I've protected myself from love for so long that I forgot I forgot how it feels to love someone, and now I must rot In my decisions, rot in my haste Every day I spent doubting myself was such a waste I've lost you, my defenses, and I've adopted this vulnerability I think anything but feeling this pain would be better, but that's just my mentality I'm just waiting for someone to announce my fatality Cause I don't want to deal with this hurt that is my reality

Like a keeper of the silence, she moves with little haste Dropping hints here and there, trying to give you a taste Of her reality, as she won't just spill the truth After years and years of tormenting, she was robbed of her youth Mistakes she never made affected her the most As she stood beneath the angry hand of her mother, her harmful host A bruise to the face causes suspicion, but a bruise beneath the shirt does not Clever, this witch, brewing her next disease in her poison laced pot Calling at the latest hours of the night in fear, as I can hear the quiver in her voice Laying awake every night awaiting the next phone call, asking for a choice Begging for a distraction from the pain she had to endure Waiting for her feathers to grow back to beat the wind like her mother's hand beat her Those piercing green eyes set on something more than the bars of this cage Time is her only enemy now, as I wonder how she displaces her empty rage Thinking about her every day, hoping she wi...