What I’m Trying to Say
You’re running from something,
I don’t know what it is.
But you’re going your fastest,
Hiding in the sneakiest ways you can.
We go in different directions; I can’t figure it out.
Do I follow you,
Or block your path so you stop?
Am I even supposed to help?
Maybe what I’m trying to say is,
Who am I to help?
We’re both so independent,
You don’t need me, I should leave.
Leave you alone,
After all, that’s what we’ve always been.
But is that bad?
Am I supposed to sit and watch or be there?
See, I still don’t know what I’m trying to say,
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