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I don't know,

I suppose I could eat.

But

that would just leave me wondering

if I really wanted you



Which, I do.

I do.

I really do.



I suppose I could sing,

but

my voice would shatter

And it would leave me wondering

if I have any tallent



I suppose I could smile,

but

that would just convince myself that everything's

just peachy

And I don't want to lie.

Not to myself, at any rate.



I could erase everyone from my mind

except you

I wish that I could answer my question

"Why?"

But

That would just leave me feeling vacuous

and empty.