Is it so hard for you, those words?
I wait and wait, for them to be heard
Is it so foreign, a taboo you disdain?
I begin to believe I am but a raw pain
Deny this you will, for fear of the truth?
Speak of your mind, I won't hold you uncouth
I wonder, if ever or never, they'll come
Never, more likely, you effect to be numb
Here I am waiting, when will they come?
I guess you won't say them for just anyone....