And here I am, wishing that my words impact
the mere surface of your obstinacy
Flick the switch, crank the projector off,
Gift yourself with a break
And many more gifts will arise and follow through
For you,
I know,
         and I believe it is true.

I apologise if often times I find myself
Marvelled in my own realm,
and I deliver words I never intended to tell
Somehow the difficulty still withstands
Hold and consider me,
I am trying

Like a reflection,
you supply me with a sense of familiarity
Astounds me how I mutter orders I never make myself
Yet I long for you to follow
What a dilemma, you are
Bewildering how you make me do things
I require a preface-- some prelude or explanation, but yet
I long to disappear in your embrace

Disappear.
Just to disappear and forget the world.