If my mouth could speak the same words as my heart, I could tell you everything.
With every syllable I’d inhale love and exhale hate.

I want to speak my soul, but not to harm you. Can you hear my heavy heart?
With every word, I’d feel the sorrow leave me. But, would there be anyone to listen?

I can’t express myself freely, If I could I’d give you everything.
With every fiber of my being, I want to submit to you.
But, you would you leave anything left of me?

Being human is hard. Having feelings is hard.
I want to tell you all the things holed up inside of me, but would you hear a word?

Expression is a matter of symmetry. People are easy to misconstrue.
And, I don’t want anyone to misunderstand. I want you to hear my heart as I do.