Can you explain to me
How this came to be?
The questions you tend to ask
Are hard for me to grasp.
You took me by surprise,
And yet I can't realize
Why I was at a loss for words.

I tried to ask you what it meant,
But you said that you were spent
For words and had no idea why.

Now I try to stop thinking about it.
For me to stop thinking is like losing a bit
Of who I was made to be,
And I just can't pay that fee.

What have you done to me?
My mind is being flooded
With thousands of thoughts that
Are trying to consume me but
I try to be strong for you.