Quit letting people tell you how you feel

Sometimes you don’t even know what’s real

Sometimes they’ve heard all that you said

Say you’ll keep hanging on to that thread

But never listened to a word you were saying

As you said the string is weak and fraying

I’ll be there, listening at your side

Both of us, just here for the ride

Every word will be heard

You don’t believe me ‘cause it sounds absurd

As what I tell you gets slurred hear this

I mean it

I’m listening

And I’ll never know what you mean

But I’m listening

I hear you crying out

And as you shout I fall down on my knees

I know you may doubt that I hear it but fear not because I am certainly

Listening.

 

No one can ever hear your own song

As it plays in your own head

All day long

And it’s odd.

You keep looking for something new

When what you know is true

Lingers in your chest

As it brews.

Like a bruise.

It seems like there’s nothing you can do

And maybe that’s true

And the only one who will ever know is you.

So quit letting people tell you how you feel.

Because only you can say what’s real.