walking away

She's not gonna tell you a story, cause some stories are just too hard to tell

So shes gonna lie to herself and say she'll be fine when inside shes slowly dying and the rhythm of her thoughts are out of place, they'll say she's a liar and laugh in her face, and then finally realities wisdom will catch up with her pace but it will be too late and the pain will hit them in the face. They will cry on the tiles and mourn down the streets and they'll clasp for her knowledge and extraordinary face. When someone tells you their not ok the last thing you would want to do is walk away.