What I Wanted
You ask me what I want,
And I answer you truthfully,
More then I can hope,
From you,
I say�..
Tell me what you mean,
When you speak in those cryptic messages,
You love so.
Tell me what you do,
Tell me about you past,
The life you left behind,
The time when you were a true child,
Not the shell of one that you are now.
Let me help you,
Let me be the friend,
That you say I am.
Why when I ask questions,
Do you get shifty,
Awkward,
Avoidant.
You�re usually so composed,
So calm,
Icy cold disposition.
Is the mask crumbling?
Shattering so that we can see,
The lonely,
Hurt child,
That you sealed within your heart,
So long ago.
You answer,
Your voice,
Heavy,
Laden with sarcasm,
Hidden pain rising from your throat,
With every word,
You say.
What do you want from me?
Why do you pester me so?
I am capable of taking care of myself.
Nothing you can do will change what happened in the past,
So why do you even try?
Your eyes are cold,
Empty,
Boring into heart,
No emotions leak out.
I can�t say anything,
My breath is ragged,
My heart hurts,
Like you drove a knife into my chest.
Your words aren�t that hurtful,
None that I have not heard before,
But the way you speak,
The lost,
Hollow sound.
Your eyes,
So empty.
Broken,
Your broken I can see that now,
No matter how much we tried to help,
No matter how much effort we put into keeping you here,
Safe,
Wanted,
Loved.
Everything we did,
You just undo with a simple look.
I finally gain my voice,
I answer,
Voice in a whisper,
I just wanted you to tell me the truth.