I can't begin to understand what you are thinking about me,
Words tumble from my mouth, sometimes not making any sense.
You must still be aware of what I'm saying to you?
Do you choose not to listen and deny this?
Maybe it's all but a game for your ego?
Unsettled. So unsure why I'm standing here.
I walk away, you entice me back anew,
Almost as if your singing my favourite song,
To charm me here to the original place.
I can't deny it feels so right standing here.
I speak, it could cost me a piece of my heart.
I can't see the season trade without transition.
( These words are the beginnings of some thoughts, that may belong in a song one day. )
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