...And I want to speak these words but I guess I’ll just bite my tongue...
Things never go well for me, so I guess I've learned to keep things to myself even in the situations where you know saying what you want to say will probably benefit you and your "intentions", whatever they may be. Knowing that much, I still can't bring myself do it; speaking up when it comes to what is in my heart kills me, and almost brings me to my knees. I fear the worst even when I am at my best. All I want to say is what I feel, but I can't even do that. It is just something incredibly difficult for me to do, but why? I wish I knew because then I would really have myself figured out. Until then, I'll continue to bite my tongue.
There's just no room for heartache. It's never welcome.
There's just no room for heartache. It's never welcome.