* This is kind of a work in progress, tell me what you think so far*
You hide your real feelings
behind a mask of humor
And I don't know why
but by trying to make me laugh
you're only making me cry.
I don't know if you refuse
out of pride
or out of fear,
but I'm just a phone call away
from stopping your tears.
If you would only open
up to me
and tell me what you're feeling.
I can pick up the pieces
of your broken heart
so it could finally start healing. |
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