Another good night, but I can't say I'm happy right now. I'm not.
One song he played...it hit right where it hurts. Even though I was crying, and even though each word seemed to pull at me just a little harsher, I didn't want that song to end. It moved me past the point of coherent thoughts.
Excess Baggage
Well, I know the words, but I can't really speak them
To you.
And I hide all the pain that I've gained with my wisdom
From you.
And I'm eaten alive, by what I hold inside,
All the things that I live with I can't easily hide.
And I'm left here with nothing, nothing to live for
But you.
It's not easy to hide
All this damage inside.
I'll carry you with me
Until I'm not alive.
When you look at my face, does it seem just as ugly
To you?
I can't seem to erase all the scars I have lived with
From you.
I'm so sick of this place,
This taste in my mouth.
'Cause of you, I can't figure what I'm all about.
And I'm left here with nothing, nothing to live for
But you.
It's not easy to hide
All this damage inside.
I'll carry you with me
'Til I'm not alive.
I am quickly learning that perhaps I am simply meant to be everyone's secret. That's okay. I have nothing left to feel.