I would love hear what you think it looks like to care
Because I think we have very different definitions
Can we have a show 'n' tell, could you possibly share?
My hope is a target and your words are ammunition
And you spray the whole ******* thing
But trust me I'm not bulletproof
No matter what song I seem to sing
You always seem to see right through
How could you possibly know me so well?
Yet be so absolutely unaware
Feelings haven't changed there are no secrets to tell
I just don't think you care
This delicate balance of relationships between human beings is so odd. I can write something like this and know I'm just expressing a feeling that has roots in falsities.