Drops Of Acid Rain

Tell me no secrets, I can’t bear to hold your pain.
The remainders of my own travel like drops of acid rain.
It burns my mind until I find it hard to recognize
the difference between my memories and ones invented.

Don’t hold my hand, it makes me want you more.
But the fact is your touch makes me need your love.
And even though I love your voice, it makes me hurt.
But maybe you didn’t say the things, I thought you had.

Please don’t say you love me, you don’t even know.
You don’t know how much it hurts to see you go.
But I feel that if I told you everything that I had seen,
you might do what others did and that is abandon me.

What if you think that it was my fault for my pain?
That I had been the reason that he acted out that way.
That maybe if I wasn’t stupid none of this would be.
And here you stand beside me, and I wonder can you see.