I would love hear what you think it looks like to care Because I think we have very different definitions Can we have a show 'n' tell, could you possibly share? My hope is a target and your words are ammunition And you spray the whole ******* thing But trust me I'm not bulletproof No matter what song I seem to sing You always seem to see right through How could you possibly know me so well? Yet be so absolutely unaware Feelings haven't changed there are no secrets to tell I just don't think you care
This delicate balance of relationships between human beings is so odd. I can write something like this and know I'm just expressing a feeling that has roots in falsities.