I Hate to Say

I hate to say this, but you're a coward.
You don't take risks that you should, and when you do you break.
You can't stick to anything because you're too afraid.
Afraid of things that you haven't even tried yet.

These may be the most truthful statements that have ever been put down.
Everything that I myself am to afraid to admit out loud.
Yet in it all, it's more than you will ever confess.
More than the useless words that you mumble, only loud enough for you.

Adding to all the problems that come across the path, you are blind.
Ridiculously blind to how I feel, and what I always give up.
What I am constantly sacrificing, everyday the same choices,
And everyday I make the same decision, the decision to give everything up.

Maybe you do see, but just don't have it in you to care.
You're unwilling to care and understand, not giving anything over.
Not wanting to see what is plain in front of you.
Still I can not blame you, for turning away from this.

I hate that through it all, I end up in the same exact place as before.
Going around in circles, just to see that it didn't make a difference.
Just dismiss every thought that comes to your mind as each second passes.
Because I am done with it all, done with unfinished sentences.

Done with the words that will never be spoken from you,
Every moment that will never reoccur, or times that can not be redone.
I want to let go of all the lies, for it is distracting me all too much.
For it's all causing me too much pain, and not enough for me to keep going. -