Understand

We sit here and we don't talk, not like we use to.
When you open your mouth and finally do speak to me it's a spiteful comment.
How can I make you see i'M NOT THE PERSON i USE TO BE.
Maybe that's why you avoid me.

I'm not always strong sometimes I'm weak.
I have a heart and it can break I wish that you can see.
How can I make you understand how every spiteful word is like a dagger to the heart.

I'm breaking inside.
My fire, my passion you love is screaming to get out.
I don't know how to be that person anymore.
I need your love, you guidance to see that my pain is real.
so you can set me free.