Things always look brighter when you look ahead,
Things are always scarier when you’re in bed,
Some things are better when they’re left unsaid,
But these 3 words that are locked up inside,
Are killing me softly with your little lies.
The trouble they cause you when they’re left unspoken,
That swarm of thought that make you feel broken,
The hope for life to be free like the ocean,
Suddenly you realise that things won’t get better,
And nothing can be fixed with a simple love letter.