Sometimes we talk in code,
We write it down in a riddle,
We put it in a song,
And play it with our fiddle,
Sometimes we are afraid to speak,
We are held back by our fears,
We think that they make us weak,
That being said with eyes full of tears,
Sometimes we don't have time to say how we feel,
We hold it back knowing that it was for the best,
That you would deserve more and better,
That you deserved better than the rest,
Sometimes we get angry and cry,
We fight those we love dearly,
We watch our loved ones die,
And drift them safely off to sea,
Sometimes we forget that love is felt,
That we shouldn't be afraid to ever speak,
That sometimes words aren't enough,
That maybe you just have to be meek.
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