You confuse me.
I do my best to terminate my feelings.
But you preclude my pace each time.
You tell me you learn more of your thoughts.
Rely on me.
Hold me near in your arms.
But I can't bring myself to understand your foul actions.
Why you would step into this pathway.
I am flabbergasted, as you take my hand,
Trembling,
Into yours.
It's replaced with questions that fill my head and make me unable to focus.
My worry rest deep within my chest.
That you know the real me, but you're playing with me like chess.
I don't understand your motive,
What would you gain from virgin feeling for me?
Will you tell me you love me, but have only hope in your eyes?
Or will you choose to walk away filling me with unworthy lies.
Take away the oblivion.
Give me glasses to see.
Give me an explicit statement.
Tell me your true intentions.
The ones I am dieing to see...
