Guess you will show me frozen shoulders as if I’m not used to being isolated.
Find reasons to fight without sight, broadcast blindly.
God I love when people play the silent game with me because I always win.
Cancel every celebration, I’ll withdraw, being hurt damages fragile hearts.
I can go days without eye contact, open doors allowing closure without looking back.
But you’ll be mad as hell when I fall asleep peacefully, as if your attitude wipes my personality away.
Within my mind there’s a safe safe where I hide.
Give cold shoulders, I’ll give no mind.