Hello, it's me.
These words are my saving grace.
If I tell it like it is will you respond,run,react?
Will I continue? Is it ok?
I see you tensing near my touch,
Holding on in the hunger,
Smirking in the sideview,
Waiting on the way home.
Can you understand why,
The answers are so easy,
To say it straight and simply,
Is that ok?
Another day will discover,
The truth imprinted upon your skin,
Revealing all the truths that stung,