I Will Free My Skeletons
When the time is right,
I will free my skeletons.
Why? Because I need too.
Freedom is letting it go.
I need to tell you something.
You don't know this. Well really,
You don't know me very well
But my mind thinks it knows you
Or at least knew you.
I told it it doesn't but for a while it
Quit believing me. I told it stop trying
To make up the past because that time
Is gone and that people are people. They
Will never fills those positions that you
Needed in your life. Soon my mind would
Come to grips but then it would want something
More. It wanted to tell this person the story.
Why I acted the way I did towards them and
How their little affections affected me so much.
I wanted to tell so bad but I didn't want to come off
As weird. I needed to tell them. For once I actually wanted
To tell someone without hesitation but just because I'm ready
Doesn't mean they are or will be. I mean, I'm not sure
What decision to make. I need help. I could take this risk
Or I couldn't. I'm not sure what is best. What would you do?
I have to see them everyday. But I surely would like to see
What they think of it. We'll never know
What happens until someone
Makes a choice or decision.
To tell or not to tell?
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