Good-Bye

Words, words, words,
They build up within me, dammed within me.
I want to pour them out,
Show you my true self.
Maybe it will be easier to say good-bye.

If you knew what I thought and felt, you would view me differently.
You would agree that I am selfish and simple-minded and spoiled;
A drama queen, a fake.
Finally you would see the truth,
Could not deny it.

It would be easier that way.
Yes, it would be easier that way.
Turn my back, never see you again.
I could ignore the pain, the rejection; pretend it never exisited.
And I would whisper good-bye.