I'm so much more complex,
Then the sum of all my parts.
An empty girl, filled
With hopes and dreams.
Sitting dark-eyed in the rain,
and praying for relief.
How can I say those dark things,
floating just beneath the surface?
How can I ask you to share my pain,
when we've only begun to share the light?
How could I spread this stain on my soul?
So I sit in silence,
and hope you can see beneath.
Wanting so badly to fill the void,
but not wanting to chase you away.
Too late for that I fear,
your already edging for the door.
