On A Not-So-Average Day

Things aren't as they always appear
especially when you're always near
I know there's nothing to fear
but there is

Sometimes I talk with sudden bursts
and to see you walk away so cold and curt
it hurts and it hurts me, oh it hurts
me inside

Do you know how it feels to be denied,
to be ignored, or to tell a lie?
Do you waste time always asking why
I ask these things?

I hate it when everything is a mess
because it looks like I don't know best
please let me know if this is a test
to pass

I sometimes say things that aren't true
I try to abate the anger, but it still brews
I know this means I could lose you
goodbye