All the Poems I call as Lyrics - G. Pearlpeace

The day I fell for you was a curse struck

It was so new since I've learned everything to not screw every moment up

Back like a teenager again, but this time walking carefully

I had to control every face every tone every move

Not to show even the slightest interest

Acting so good, no one knows the reality

The pain I had to hold back

All the lies I told to myself

Just so I can act normal around you

But back at my room I'm screaming in silent.

Crying in desperate quiet night

I can't let my heart take control on public

Especially when I got jealous

People would notice, you would notice 

And I would be left ashamed for liking you.

Like Taylor, I wrote all my desperate expression 

A Diaries, a Poems, a Lyrics.

The face I couldn't make around people and you

The tone I should've used when I talk but I couldn't and wouldn't.

The body language I should've shown around you.

The desperate wish on my mind every time you didn't look my way.

Every curses and prayers I say to God

All the lies I told to myself in public was actually all the things I hope didn't happen in reality.

This is so new, I never love someone in silent

But if I get loud I know the ending, know it so well that if it happens again with you in the story this will break me for eternity.

I thought throwing stones could break my hardened heart.

But when the boys did it, it just makes the wall even thicker.

But you, with your little act of cares, your sensitive talk that is so uncomfortably soft break trough from the cracks on my walls and destroy it from the inside.

Now my heart is so soft to your touch, so sensitive that it actually hurt.

I wonder if you leave my heart, it definitely would build a thick fortress, thicker than The Walls of Jericho from Joshua.

So thick it left no cracks to let any voice from a man to break it twice.

But what if you don't leave and actually stay and keeping it save?

The question linger and I still can't imagine the right answer, I don't want to, too scared to.

From the safest documents of my diaries. -Gracie P.Peace