Waiting

My eyes may seem too tired or even cruel
But brittle flowers bloom inside my soul,
You think I'm smart but I am just a fool
Who doesn't know what's going on at all.

We both are insecure and maybe strange,
We like each other but we can't admit,
I try to get to you but nothing changes,
And every time I fail, my heart just bleeds.

And you're still silent killing me inside,
I'm getting tired of waiting for your actions,
I think I'll better set my love on fire
Instead of getting bored without danger.

You make me doubt and I'm afraid to show
What's really going on inside my soul,
I really love you but you'll never know
The real me instead of what you saw.