The Idea Of Her

It burns, it burns so bad but I can't
Let it out because I'm supposed to be fine
I'm supposed to tell a joke to make a
Funny face that makes everyone laugh
But behind that stupid goofy grin
I've painted on my face is something
Crying out to you to free me from this
Eternal grief but like always you don't hear
It so blinded by white noise
You tell me you love me but you can't love
What you don't know
You love the idea of me the me I've
Allowed you to see and the all it'll ever be.