i guess it is cause you never look at anything through my eyes. yea i am still young but it does not mean that i do not know anything. one can learn by experience, but you would not know of what i have been going though would you? i have been thinking a lot lately about us and our relationship that could of been. it was the second coming that i guess messed everything up. growing up i felt pushed aside because of it but i could not ever tell you that because, i know you, you were gonna say that you did not try to sweep me under the rug. alas how can you not realize this? i showed you my first but you were too busy to notice. i tried to find you my best and you did not see it fit. i guess i am like that bastard child, that black sheep in the back that you try to avoid again and again. i craved for those eye to eye moments that you have still with the second coming, yet i want it on my level. i want you to understand where i am truly coming from. i know i ask of too much. i know i have been jealous, a sin yet again, of every other heart to heart relationship out there. thinking of what ours could of been. then again, i will always keep quiet, dreaming, wishing, wanting, for you to see me as something visible once more. i do not have a voice in your domain, for its has been shot down too many times to be counted properly. this is the real reason why my voice is harsh and raspy towards yours. it is still healing. its jagged exterior is louder than the real interior that is screaming out for you to just hand over a touch of warmth. it is not out of hate or of spite just in the lack of . . .
i complain
