i found a hole in which i could hide, in which my thoughts are safe from you. i jump to conclusions, and i'm not good with names. i change too fast, and i hide too well. try to remember the last time you had taken a good look at me. you do not remember my face. but i remember. i remember everything.
if i had a heart i would have worn it on my sleeve.
i found a whirlwind in which i could throw my secrets into, in which they come out muddled beyond comprehension. i think too quickly, and i pretend too readily. try to remember how many times have i said goodbye to you. you do not know my voice. but i know. i know nothing.
if i had a soul i would have cried out for you.
i found a pool in which i could fish, in which i use pieces of myself as bait. i am too many things, for too many people. i lie too willingly, and i influence too effortlessly. try to remember the last time you had resisted me. you do not recognize my touch. but i recognize. i recognize weakness.
if i had a body i would have yearned for you.
but alas, i have none. you do understand cruelty but you do not understand me.