I've learned three things today.
1. The truth hurts.
2. Telling the truth hurts more.
3. When I say I don't care, that's when I hurt the most.
Excuse me whilst I vent. Through a poem no less. Josh isn't the only one with the creative side....
I say that I don't care
But I don't mean that.
I just don't want you to see
That I'm hurting
So excuse me for being coy
And trying to be tough.
I say that I'm sorry
But do I mean that?
I didn't want to hurt you
And yet I was selfish
I should've told the truth.
But I didn't want you hurting.
I say that I love you.
You want me to mean it.
So I do.
But what does that do for me?
We do things, wonderful things
But that doesn't mean it's real.
Or does it?
I say a lot of things.
But I'm not like everyone else
I sometimes don't mean them.
I sometimes do.
So, I'm a walking contradiction.
With no meaning it seems.