Nowhere To Run

I'm not sure if I know how to communicate if I'm not putting my emotions into words strewn together like poems
I'm not so sure anyone would want to hear otherwise

Its hard to tell someone your deep and dwelling secrets
Maybe its better that way
Then the world would read you like an open book

It's not that the world doesn't understand me,
I hate when people say that

Everyone has their dues to pay and their scars to clean
What you've been through someone else has done worse
There is always a darker shadow than the one that follows you

But is that so true to say?
What you experience is your life
You shouldn't compare it to anyone else

But the minute you open your mouth
You better be open to scrutiny

It's those monsters that look back at you in the night that you wish would go away
Its that face in the mirror you wish would change
It's the love you went without for so many years
And the many nights you spent on the floor and you don't even know where

But I can't help but feel that I live in that constant state of comparison
If it's not me it's them - people
Their eyes take in what their mouth spits out
And then the words settle in your mind
Followed by the bruises that get thrown all over your heart

Thank god he loves you at night
He tells you their wrong
That he's a dick
What a pretty girl you are

But sometimes pretty isn't enough
Because you can never get them out of your head

But you close your eyes and will it all away
Even though you hold on nervously to every stab to every wound

But no one knows because you hide it so well
You're really OK - tell them you're OK
Then maybe you'll believe it

It's alright though
Thank god he loves you at night
He tells you their wrong
That he's a dick
What a pretty girl you are

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