What do you do when all your options are the wrong ones and you're trapped by your own mistakes?
Who do you talk to when you know what everyone will say and it's not what you want to hear?
Where do you go when you don't want to leave but can't stay where you are?
I want to tell you but the words won't come.
I want you to read my tears.
I want you to see the cracks and rip them open.
I want you to expose the truth.
I want to fall
I want to scream
I want to cry
I want you to make it better.
I want to tell you but the words won't come.
