If I were to say this isn't real it wouldn't make it true
If I tried to deny that something has changed
You could call me a liar
If I could separate thoughts from feelings
If I didn't want to take a chance
You could call me a fool
But I don't see what you can see
And you can't tell when I'm afraid
And you can't see what I see
And I can't help but wonder
What am I supposed to do when words are all I have
How do I explain it to myself let alone the whole wide world
Would a picture make a difference or would it all get confused
Are the words in my head pushing me forward or back
Would a picture tell me something I don't already know
If a thousand words are worth a picture
Then why are some things so unclear?
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