If you could read my mind,
you'd want to hold it close to
your heart.
Your clutch would keep it warm
and you would forget the universe as your
tears would be clear enough for you
to look back into my eyes.
See me standing there not upset at all for what I do.
Perhaps I don't know how to express my
feelings of the many of us together.
Whether I'm sad when I am ignored by you for my ideas,
Or happy that you can understand me,
something in me gets released and thrown
into a swarm of dragon flies just trying to
make peace by being there but only create
chaos in Hell's point of view.

If you could read my mind,
I dare say you would be upset with yourselves.
Only the ones with great sympathy and who
think of me will want me to exist more in
their mind.
Let's turn that into
existing
with no shame
or
consequences in the great world we fell into and here we met.

If you could read my mind,
you would not be the same for a day.
I expect you to get up in the morning,
and wear something that is not to impress but to speak from the outside.
Once you saw the pictures and words in my mind of us,
You might then
understand.