If You Don't Choose to See

I wish you could see what I see,Watching you everyday destroy yourself,Destroy the people around you.I wish you could understand what I tell you,But you cannot,You choose to ignore...You choose to walk away,Just like you always do.I just needed to tell you while there is still time left,Walking away never really helped anyone.If you turn your back the pain will just attack you again.You can't hide from society,You can't hide from life,But you find a way to forget it...You choose to to walk away,Just like you always do.I know you think I'm just bugging you because I have nothing better to do,But you have never been so wrong.I only try to help you see who you are to me...Who you are to us.You try to go around your problems,To pretend they don't exist.You try to daydream the day away...You choose to walk away,Just like you always do.Just as you always do,You turn your back to me.Just as you always do,You forget about the pain.Just as you always do,You bleed,Because you have forgotten how to feel.Just as you always do,You bleed....Because you choose to walk away,You choose to close your eyes,You choose to ignore,And you choose to pretend everything is okay...Just as you always do....As you always have....As you always will,Until you can open your eyes and see.Until you look in the mirror,And smile at what you see.Until you turn back around,And don't ignore what you see.This is what you will always be...If You Don't Choose to See.'Whenever you read this... you know who you are. Everyday you ask me who it is I like... I think you know who it is and you again choose to ignore it, just like you ignore everything else. We have been best friends (or so I hope) for a long enough time for me to realize nobody is as wonderful as you, or as sweet as you, or as beautiful as you. I just wish, with all my heart, you could see what you do to yourself. I wish you could see that face of fear and sadness for yourself... it's the face I see everyday, and to not know how to help you is the hardest thing to deal with... I do love you, as a friend and beyond... I've hoped for so long you'd feel the same but I know you don't... You can't... I am nothing compared to you... I can't even accidentally nudge you without you flinching... I'm sorry for everything, and I'm sorry I cannot help you. Somethings, I guess, have to be done on your own. I hope you understand.'The quote at the end explains it all. Written November 29th, 2001 © on Nov 29 2001 02:59 PM PST   18 • 0 • 1