Your lips are moving, I’m sure,
But I’m not the one to hear your voice.
And its not like it has to be that way,
But I guess its your choice.
    
However I don’t see a reason behind it.
Everything’s the same,
Yet you make me feel like
I’ve changed.
I’m always trying, always thinking
Of different ways to keep you grinning.
But I guess that isn’t enough to make you stay
And the silence kills me.
    
You see I don’t care much for pleasure,
Nor do I care much for gifts to treasure.
I just want you to speak.
Tell me everything, just share with me
Your various hopes and dreams.
But you won’t, you simply don’t.
You simply carry out your ambiguous show.
Increasing the distance that drives me crazy,
The distance that burns every inch of my soul.

Oh how it burns.
How it ******* burns.