There are many things I wish to say,
But I feel unable to put the words down on paper,
Or hear them come out of my mouth;
If I could tell you my biggest secret,
Would you make me a promise and keep it?
I don't know how to say these things,
So they may come out as a jumbled mess.
There's also one more thing that plays on my mind,
It's what do I say to you? How do I put that into words?
Words I can mean and words you could understand.
I can't bare to stay in this overwhelming isolation,
It has kept me from saying the things I have longed to say.
I'll try to find a way through this brick wall;
To the sunshine outside where you'll be waiting,
To our notebook with the little tales and white lies,
To the apology that I need to give to you.