Don’t Ask
Don't ask me
to explain,
Why I feel
like I do,
How I find
it far too hard,
Trying to
keep it all from you.
Oh I do know
how it feels,
And that you
must feel it too,
I know just
how it hurts,
From either
point of view.
Yes, I can
be solid,
And I can
play strong,
If I didn't
know,
What I'm
doing was wrong.
It shouldn't
be like this,
We ought not
to fall,
The doubters
all say,
Ignorant to
it all.
I can be
cold to it,
I can be
cool,
I will
protect myself,
From looking
a fool.
But why
would I do it?
What would
it be for?
It protects
me from watching,
My heart rot
to core.
It's not a
decision,
I'm not in
control,
If I could
do that,
It would all
be a stroll.
To who, is
it, lover,
We try to
comply?
Is it them,
is it you?
Is it us, is
it I?
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