Epiphany

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Your words to me, just a whisper.
Your face is so unclear.
I try to pay attention,
your words just disappear.

Cause it's always raining in my head.
Forget all the things I should have said.

So I speak to you in riddles
cause my words get in my way.
I soak the whole thing to my head
and feel it wash away.
Cause I can't take anymore of this,
I want to come apart
and dig myself a little hole
inside your precious heart.

I am nothing more than a little
boy inside, that crys out for attention
yet I always try to hide.
Cause I talk to you like children,
though I don't how I feel.
But I know i'll do the right thing
if the right thing is to feel.