venue for my stress

can i begin to understand you
always in fear of being wrong
never knowing the right words

unable to move on
you wait
you wish somehow that if you were a bit more brave
a bit more resilient
that this inability to move on would culminate into something

you're much too hopeful for your own good
and all too stubborn to give up
yet you lie to yourself all too constantly
and you surprise yourself at how much you actually care

oh heart...what will I do with you?
you are a mirror of contradictions