To me you are the warmest season

you have always been the brightest sun

these cliches will not be spoken

I'd choke on my lead tongue



So self-aware it's a burden

forever crippled by that tendency

please evict me from my shuddershell

so I can speak



This is so frusterating

I don't know what I'm saying

this loss for words seems to burrow deeper every day

I'm so misunderstood cannot relay the good

that's stranded deep inside

'Cause next to you.... I'm at a loss for words



Don't confuse this for confession

or as a plea for sympathy

it's just a window to a soul bound

by all my insecurity...