You won't talk to me
Won't even look at me
Punished for daring to rock the boat
Cut deeply for not bowing to your gods
Since when did you use my weapons against me?
Because when I even approach
When I even indicate
That I might disagree with you
Your shields go up
And I am the enemy
Who cannot be reasoned with and must be fought
And I hate it
The same disease that wracks your bones infects my marrow
Am I any better?
Are we two strands of the same sickness?
Maybe the truth is that we're two sides of the same coin
Maybe we're both letting pride drive us away from the ones we love
And maybe I don't care
Maybe there's a part of me that would rather be right than see you again
And maybe I don't know
Maybe I know there's something wrong but I have no idea how it got this way
And maybe I should let go like you said
Swallow the bitter medicine that we'll never have what we once did
I hate that
But I don't hate you
But I'll never pay the price to have a half-baked solution
It's everything
Or nothing at all
The truth is that everything was never whole
I lied to myself to paint a beautiful picture over an ugly reality
I tried tearing down that facade
Only to find pain
Maybe the lie was better
Because the truth is that you were never happy unless you were on the move
And I was happier the slower my pace became
The truth is that you could only be happy if your dreams came true exactly as you demanded
And I could only be happy when I lied to myself that I never wanted my dreams in the first place
Maybe we're more alike than either of us would care to admit
And I hate that
