Shout to the Rooftops
Could I shout it from the rooftops?
Would you hear my voice and song?
Or would it be as silent
As I have been all along.
If I were to say your looks pinch me
Slight phrases
And nervous ticks
I watch your lips move
And the air screams
My thoughts proceed like this.
I feel your eyes
I’d feel them from across the
Globe, I swear
That slight pinch
Between my shoulder blades
As I look away
Because I can’t see you
Standing there.
Why can’t I see you?
Why can’t I be
With you?
My only question is
Why does she
Get you first?
Could I should it from the rooftops?
This anguish locked inside?
I think my voice’d be silenced
Because I chose to hide.
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