Don't say you love me,
you think I don't see,
but I do see you lies,
a secret held within my cries,
I let myself be lead,
when I was in over my head,
crushed beneath your weight,
filled with love and hate,
I let myself go,
and you'll never know,
how much it hurt to love,
like clipped wings of a dove,
never again to fly,
but still craving the sky.
