If I don’t look at you
I can pretend that you’re not there,
I may still think of you,
But I can think that I don’t care.
A part of me still feels
You’re standing in the corner,
But if I don’t look at you
I won’t feel you any longer.
I’m scared of hurting
I don’t want you to make me pain,
If I start to walk
Will my hurt start to drift away?
You may begin to need my hand
If you slowly deteriorate,
But is that something I can handle
If I have to turn and look your way?
I’m not facing what’s in front of me
I’m pretending I have no eyes,
But I wish I could blindfold my heart
I wish feelings could be blind.