A pointless waste of breath,
as I sell out my honesty,
with my true feelings on the table,
I wouldn\'t know if they are able,
to understand, what I truly set up.
maybe they are ignorant,
maybe they want to stomp it down,
with the table broken, the seeping feeling of emptiness consumes my heart.
Would they truly understand,
the reason of it all?
As if meant to fall, I loose,
No longer voicing my opinions,
I stay back, my heart beating fast but hollow.