Darling, is it morning or night?
I'm blinded, I've lost my sight
Tell me, is it time to go?
What? You don't know?
Ok, let me warm you, I feel cold
I'm guessing you feel so too
You don't?
Fine, I won't.
Ok, let me sing for you since it's dawn
What? You like it quiet? Ok, done.
"You want tea?"
"No, please."
Ok, something "solid" hot?
Huh... Maybe not?
"Should I put on my clothes?"
"Whatever rocks your boat."
Ok, I'm sorry. Very sorry. What'd I even do wrong?
You can't remember? I'm making your day... or night long?
Why don't you just tell me
So I'll know how to be
I'm an empty R.O.M, just program me
And I'll be what you want; you'll see
All this 'drama' can be avoided
Tell me, what got you offended?
"It's nothing. Everything's fine."
"Yeah, I've heard that like a million times."
One ear is hearing chirps
The other hearing birds sing
I don't know what's exactly the problem, or "your" problem
You won't tell anything useful, all of your words, can't use 'em
I'm left with so many thoughts running
This is becoming so freaking annoying
So, I'm gonna ask you one more time!
"What's wrong?" Just tell your baby and she'll be fine.
"I told you. It's nothing. Just drop it!"
Ok, I really my tried best. I did something at least.
Seems like this loop will never end
I'm done trying to pretend
I'll try... no, I'll open my eyes
Whether it's night or day, I'm moving out
YOU ARE READING
Wicked
Poetry...If I tell you you're my sun and moon If I tell you you've completely unwrapped my cocoon If I tell you I'm still alive Because I find life in your eyes If I tell you this emotion is wicked And even if it kills me, for hell or heaven, I'm prepared...
