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Maybe I stare because I want you to stay,
maybe I do it because I want you to stay away. Could I even deal or use that attention from you, I prefer getting some by what I do, than getting it for being who I am, or reversed? I guess that's a problem.
So I still sit here and life is passing by,
I seem to be waiting, but what for and why, I still glare and stare, never focused on my inside, concentrated on the outside. Is the problem my pride? I still sit here and see, not wanting people to see the true me, who I am and who I'm not and who I was never meant to be.
But are you really afraid of me taking it away,
I'd understand, but I'd watch you again the next day, maybe you never came across the thought, that this is not my intention, consider it, you ought, maybe I just want to share and show what I feel, sending you best wishes when your life is an ordeal, joining in celebrating when things are going well for you, I'm truly caring, affectionate about all you're going through, you'll see it the moment you - if only for once - see me as well, there's a lot to discover - but what is it - and a lot to tell.
I still glare and wonder who I am...
Am I jealous and just receiving? Or am I admiring and ready for giving? Am I steeling - with my eyes - what you are sharing? Or am I a well wisher - in disguise - and am I caring? Am I wasting life and just deceiving? Or am I alive and reading for living? Am I visible and am I ready to be seen, ready to show what I've always been? I still glare... what the heck... what do I see? You. Glare back. |
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