You
tell me what you
think of
me in a secret code
of hints and
Smiles. I
feel confusion set
in. let the mind
Games
begin. you
each think you
are making the
Language up your
selves. are
You the masters or are
you just
As
confused as
me?

Maybe we all
Just don't understand
Am I the only one
Who invents evidence
That you don't want me around?

Maybe love
Is about not caring.
You're not the only one
Who doesn't
Know
Where to go.