Going round and round, talking, talking.
Saying one thing, but you know you do and feel differently.
Acting like nothing is wrong when everything is.
Hoping for things to get better.
But they don't.
The facts are ugly.
Who wants to be around passive aggressive
Who feels safe when judgment lies in wait
On loved ones' lips.
The judgers always pointing fingers.
When what you really need is love
And a helping hand, support, some effort.
Ostracism by those who say they love you is the truth.
Get a grip.
Negativity only hurts you.
It never teaches anyone a thing
Until they're ready to really look at
You, there in the corner with nowhere to run.
So you run your mouth and do your best,
Crucified for everything they deem a wrong turn,
When all you want is to make a positive
Difference that will last— that will make life better
Even though it doesn't, I guess.
Holding onto the best feelings possible as loved ones
Do almost everything under the sun
Other than show genuine love,
Knowing you won't run,
Knowing you are in a corner.