You'll miss me some day
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I spoke some of my unspoken words.
But then that would make me brave, and I'm not brave. I hang out in the shadow of what I really want for my life; to scared to take that chance that I can't turn back from, to say words that can't be unsaid. What happens after you say what can't be unsaid? Those stories told to young girls, those movies with happy endings- that is not my life.
But then that would make me brave, and I'm not brave. I hang out in the shadow of what I really want for my life; to scared to take that chance that I can't turn back from, to say words that can't be unsaid. What happens after you say what can't be unsaid? Those stories told to young girls, those movies with happy endings- that is not my life.