I know you don’t understand, I know you are only pretending when you say you feel the pain too.
You don’t taste the salty tears that run from weary eyes, you don’t feel muscles shake and pulses throb so inside your head the beat of your heart pounds and blocks out all the sound of the rest of the world.
It’s funny really how you think you know it all, how you think you understand what goes through my mind, what races at a million miles an hour, what doesn’t stop for a second time round, what rushes and pulses out each emotion I feel.
Just because you want to understand and want to know what makes me tick, and want to know what hurts and enrages me and infuriates me because you’ll never understand even if you wanted nothing more than that because its just a game it’s something you will never understand.
So let me get it right let me understand for once, you think you know it all, you think if I just tell you how I feel then you will appreciate the truth of the matter, the truth of what I feel, you want to know why, you want to understand, well its you.
You.
It is you, it has always been you, you are the one that hurts me, you are the one that causes pain and fear, you are the one that will only understand when it’s too late.