Turning tables, yeah
Turning ohh"
Family. Friends. Enemies. Frenemies.
When we meet others, do we put on a facade? Who's the true "You"?
A simple heartbreak, a flicker of light in the distant night. The pain we encounter to the left.
We have all these emotions pent up inside, waiting to burst out and be expressed. But we can't because we'll be labeled, cast aside. Forgotten.
And then one day it will all come together...? Would it?
Or we'd just crack and fall down like the tiny pearls of teardrops from our eyes.
A drop there, a drop here... and eventually it'll disappear as if it were never near.