I'm Coming

I'm coming
You're running.
All is inside of me.

You keep on talking but your words still get in your way.
You're getting angry cause you can't say what you're trying to say.
There's something deep inside of me.
And it bleeds.

I see it's been mistreated.
I still don't know how to feel.
It seems no one could tell me what i wanted to know.
I feel so cheated cause there really ain't no place i can go.
Does anyone see what i see? is it me?

i don't care if i'm hurting your feelings.
These words are so hard to say.
Neither side looks the least bit appealing
when no one there has a face.

I'm coming
You're running.
All is inside of me