When all I wanted was to be good
It is said that you know it is true when someone knows all of you and still loves you. To stand naked infront of you would give the appearance of revealing all. To show you the blend of beauty, pained scars, sags of stress and the tones of achievement.
To stand naked would not be enough. The face, the front you have seen has been nothing but a pleasant fabrication to maintain peace. My skin crawls uncomfortable with the person it contains. The fumes of friction between my shell and myself sour my tongue like burning metal.
To show you, I would need to lift off this bubbling molten layer so you would see me, all of -me-. The contradictions, the sweetness, the possibilities, the truths you have so often sought and the rotten decay of emotions withheld.
In showing you this you would suffer the burden of transferrance as the dripping ugliness is passed onto you.
If you saw all this I know in my heart you would still love me.
If you saw all this I know in my heart that we would never speak again.
That is our unfortunate reality, to always love each other and never again be what we could have been.
To stand naked would not be enough. The face, the front you have seen has been nothing but a pleasant fabrication to maintain peace. My skin crawls uncomfortable with the person it contains. The fumes of friction between my shell and myself sour my tongue like burning metal.
To show you, I would need to lift off this bubbling molten layer so you would see me, all of -me-. The contradictions, the sweetness, the possibilities, the truths you have so often sought and the rotten decay of emotions withheld.
In showing you this you would suffer the burden of transferrance as the dripping ugliness is passed onto you.
If you saw all this I know in my heart you would still love me.
If you saw all this I know in my heart that we would never speak again.
That is our unfortunate reality, to always love each other and never again be what we could have been.