Beautiful words never were spoken, I will not feel it, My soul unmovable, All I hear are simple whispers, Like a little rain on the ocean of my thoughts It will never be as simple as a thimble, I won’t take your comments, Genuine, or postiche Nothing holds me, hostage, I have been told “You are beautiful” “you are strong” “you are important” Nothing holds my hope, No advantage to my broken soul, You can tell me a million times Yet it all feels unspoken, Oh, beautiful words, I will tell myself I’m not enough anyway, I’m not beautiful, I’m not strong, I’m not important, But that is what makes me move on, All of the mistakes, The fact that no one will notice me. All I can hear is pain of others from there heart, Not there simple words, Yet they all still try, I won’t take your beautiful words, Dancing on your tongue, But my heart is nothing you can buy, With your dancing words, Spilling out of your mouth. Trying to fix my broken heart with words Is as useless as trying to fix my soul, Beautiful words, Your words don’t affect me Why tell me? if all I hear is defect.
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