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I didn't press send.

I actually pressed delete but my phone was stupid
Naturally he got the text which made me unintentionally...
Well it made me reach out when I really shouldn't have
Sweat dampened fingers and my shoulders aching from the slouch
He's such a foolish boy and I've got him fooled again.
But my chest is aching and my mouth filling with water
I kind of want him to be the one to notice it all

But really, what kind of a person sees that kind of subtext?
What kind of person could really understand my dream?
I've lied so many times, claiming to have given it up
The dream is still there inside of me and I want to claim it now!
But there's no one in my life able to do it, I'm surrounded by good people.

Even the bad ones aren't capable.

So I didn't press send and I've managed to tell him no
I refuse to inform him of my dream unless he knows my personality
The one I hold back on far too much when talking to others
This thing that's myself which is just so strange and vast
I won't let him hear it unless he can describe who I am
If he can do it accurately then maybe he'll get my dream...
Maybe he'll even get me.

But even she doesn't understand it
Or maybe she doesn't even want to.
It's not very nice, not in the slightest
And I rarely tell anyone and the ones I do just laugh
They don't care so all my reaching out is just pointless.

Because the ones who would care I can't say it with
And the ones who could care don't understand it
The ones who could fulfill it are out of reach
But the ones who find out are the ones who smile and talk about themselves.

So I didn't send it... I pressed delete
But my phone was being stupid
So now I have to tease and use exclamation points
Now I have to use smiley faces and be funny
Now I have to pretend to be busy and stop replying
Now I have to pretend not to care.

Description
I didn't press send.

I actually pressed delete but my phone was stupid
Naturally he got the text which made me unintentionally...
Well it made me reach out when I really shouldn't have
Sweat dampened fingers and my shoulders aching from the slouch
He's such a foolish boy and I've got him fooled again.
But my chest is aching and my mouth filling with water
I kind of want him to be the one to notice it all

But really, what kind of a person sees that kind of subtext?
What kind of person could really understand my dream?
I've lied so many times, claiming to have given it up
The dream is still there inside of me and I want to claim it now!
But there's no one in my life able to do it, I'm surrounded by good people.

Even the bad ones aren't capable.

So I didn't press send and I've managed to tell him no
I refuse to inform him of my dream unless he knows my personality
The one I hold back on far too much when talking to others
This thing that's myself which is just so strange and vast
I won't let him hear it unless he can describe who I am
If he can do it accurately then maybe he'll get my dream...
Maybe he'll even get me.

But even she doesn't understand it
Or maybe she doesn't even want to.
It's not very nice, not in the slightest
And I rarely tell anyone and the ones I do just laugh
They don't care so all my reaching out is just pointless.

Because the ones who would care I can't say it with
And the ones who could care don't understand it
The ones who could fulfill it are out of reach
But the ones who find out are the ones who smile and talk about themselves.

So I didn't send it... I pressed delete
But my phone was being stupid
So now I have to tease and use exclamation points
Now I have to use smiley faces and be funny
Now I have to pretend to be busy and stop replying
Now I have to pretend not to care.