I act like I’m the bigger perfect,
Like I’m doing it for the greater good,
But the truth I’m not so noble,
But for the truth,I’m not in the mood.
I say its fine,Push u away with a smile,
Tell you to be with your other friends,
Internally screaming all the while.
When i talk to you,
Don’t you hear the twige in my voice?
The tell in my eyes,
My own way to beg without loosing poise?
If you could hear the pleads,
Its a prayer you’ll intercept,
With a flimsy smile and a laugh,
I’m begging you to protest .
Just tell me to stop,
Talking about that kind of thinking,
That you want me to stick around,
No matter what they think.
But you just agree,
You don’t say a word ,
And all along the truth was,
I don’t know how to beg.