You tell me to communicate,
As if I have no voice;
You seem to always set the pace,
So I don't have a choice.
So you'll got all A's in High school,
You were a cut above the rest;
But I know it in my heart and in my soul,
I can't even be your second best.
You don't hear my words,
Or notice when I speak;
You don't know what's in my heart,
Or what it is I seek.
It doesn't matter that I'm broken,
Or that I'm lost inside;
I'll never be out-spoken,
I'm more the type to hide.
You have no understanding,
Of why I shy away from you;
You don't see that this apathy,
Is what keeps me safe and true.