I talk to you
but its not clear
how can I tell you
but not quite steer?
I dont ask questions,
so I never understand
sometimes it feels like
I'm from a different land
you never make sence,
and I never ask
and one day I realized,
were all wearing a mask...
we all have feelings
that we hide
and dont show others,
whats on our inside
were affraid of rejection,
and we care what others think,
we are always worried,
that we'll be the ones to sink
this world is filled with confusion
since we cannot explain,
and everthings blurry,
communication we cannot maintain.
So true, the masks we wear to hide our real selves, will they ever fade away? You write of life so simple & true
Are you writing from the mask or is this the real you?
I've been roamin your halls drinkin in your art diggin your style now I must depart