Telling What

What do you mean you're telling me?

I'm telling you a simple thing, without a word

It's what I know, it's what I've heard

It's just a way, it's all the same

But you're unable to relate

To what I know, I've had to learn, I've had to grow

Some of those things I didn't know

I figured it out

Some of those things I wasn't sure

I caught on, I didn't flaunt

I walked alone, I didn't run

It's more than hate

It's not revenge because it's way beyond

I'm not afraid, to offend

Cause I know now that I am right again

I never hide, it's just a ride, but quietly

Look at what do you want me to see

You seem to tell on everything

I observe what I've heard and still I can't see anything

Can't see a thing

Will it rain?

What do you mean?

I'm going to leave

Do we have what we need?

All the parts to complete

Or will we dare give it up and want to share

Does the risk meet the worth?

Have you seen enough to make it work?

I'm prepared, vulnerable, I'm glad I'm scared

I'm glad I'm scared, now I'm prepared

I can't be told, I may be old

All I know is just enough to not look any further