I think it's meditation,
But you take it as a distraction.

I think you have more depth than you know,
But you refuse to visualize my perspective.

Teach me.
Drive me in your fast car.
Keep driving me away from the worries that envelope my mind.

Spoil me with metal flowers
And smiles that make me laugh till I cry.

I was stupid to lend my heart to lovers
Who played with it as an object of lust.

I was ludicrous for walking away
Because every time I race back
I realize how lively being in your presence can be.