Maybe I'm Just Getting Older

SPEAK

I tried to have that conversation...

The one where you tell them that life feels kinda rough

And halfway through the sentence, they yell "ENOUGH"

Then they say that your life is easy

But the thought of going outside makes you queasy

And your bed feels like the only real hug you've ever got

And the sight of happy people reminds you of what you're not

And everyday worries focus into constant fears you can't face

Like you've been running for years but everyone forgot to cheer you on for the race

And the numbness and the unbearable weight

And the fear and the silence that you have grown to hate

Will go away and the fog will lift

And you'll realize that the weight was a gift

And that there are bigger hugs than the one in bed

And the old you with no hope is gone and dead

And this time you will speak and they will listen

And the tears on your face will become diamonds and glisten