I carry around a mind full
Of unsaid thoughts
And unexpressed feelings
All those times
I let you lead our late night talks,
I just nodded my head and agreed
I never said what I meant for fear of your rejection
Or having to explain
The feelings I didn't fully understand myself.
So these thoughts remained
All those times
I sat in front of you,
In your eyes and my words,
My mouth refuses to say what my mind wants it to
When I'm with you.
It's like I know what you're going to say,
Before you even had a chance,
To think about it.
Maybe things between us could be better,
Or maybe even worse,
If so many thoughts weren't lefts
Even if I knew your exact responses,
I'd never be prepared for how it feels.
So maybe,
My thoughts should be left,