So tell me.
When the things they do,or mostly don't,
When the things they say,or choose to withhold,
When it breaks your surprised little heart,beating so boldly away,
What do you do?
Do you get bewildered and shove and chide your silly heart?
Do you walk like the queen,steely and sharp?
Do you give a nervous laugh,pretend the world didn't just quiver?
Do you simply be, silent and scared,think no further, do not care?
Or do you give in,to the hurt that flows,and crouch into words that have long outgrown?
When the things they do,or mostly don't,
When the things they say,or choose to withhold,
When it breaks your surprised little heart,beating so boldly away,
What do you do?
Do you get bewildered and shove and chide your silly heart?
Do you walk like the queen,steely and sharp?
Do you give a nervous laugh,pretend the world didn't just quiver?
Do you simply be, silent and scared,think no further, do not care?
Or do you give in,to the hurt that flows,and crouch into words that have long outgrown?
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