Parchament

Stop holding me like that
I'm not parchament
And I won't soak you up
Like the marks on my surface
The lies you scrawled
In every etching
I hope that they don't find me
Don't scream the way I did
When i found you
The old you that other people knew
Not this new one in my head
That eats me up inside
I'm feeling this swelling again
In my heart
In my head
In every nervous impulse
Jump, 2, 3
Turn, 2, 3
I want to be honest about these commands
But something holds me back
Something scratches at the surface
Begs to be heard
The way you must have done
That night when i wouldn't pick up
Before you left
But you came back for me
They don't believe me
I don't tell them anymore