domingo, 14 de janeiro de 2018

making sense.

No sense. Making no sense used to be my thing and I think it still is but you stole that place from me. Now I’m tasting my own venom and it’s not sweet! To be honest is driving me crazy! Not to understand a word you say, not to be able to break through your glass... the thing is, you don’t want it! You don’t want anyone to understand even the simplest thing about you! Why?! 
Let me in. Just a little! Step by step, word by word, thought by thought I promise I won’t hurt you, I won’t be the one to fix you but I’ll try! And I know you can’t be fixed, you’re just like me... and you see me so clearly and I can’t see you! Never. All I see when I look at you is the knots that you tied in my brain, the castle that you build with your own stones, the ones that you seem to be carrying for so long and it hurts me to see it. And you still make no sense, not in my eyes! You’re complicated, you’re tangled in ways that I don’t know if I’ll ever be capable of going through that and get out of there alive. You make no sense and I make no sense, will we ever make sense together?

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