You Seem To Be In The Closet, But Why Might I Ask? (I Need Answers)
You Seem To Be In The Closet, But Why Might I Ask? (I Need Answers)
By: Carmen Cooper
What is it?
What do you think i am capable of?
Me, of all people?
Do you not trust?
I do trust you. (but I don't know why I do.)
I look at you like I couldn't have done better.
Well, I guess I am lying.
I can always can do better.
I think I am just content with having you.
You know keeping what I have; started.
I am not the person to give up easily; although I get frustrated or tend to feel uncomfortable when I cannot have things go right.
So I write.
Letting it all go because then it feels better and I can then work once again.
I have this problem you see.
You can only see when you are looking, wanting to know.
I love and hate it all at the same time.
I shouldn't be doing that, correction, I shouldn't think about it at all.
But I think it has become an addiction.
I think it is a different high.
I will admit I keep things away too. but it is not because I am secretive or mysterious (like you claim to be) or afraid or paranoid (well, maybe a little) but some things you have to ask about.
It's not everyday I blurt out hey! I love pain, it makes me numb and I forget. To watch it rush from me and drip onto the floor.
Ask me things if you want to know although, I seem to be pretty open.
I like to separate my feel and my fixation and dependance away from people, but if you are reading this, which you won't because communicative group things is not something you do.
Just know that you, me, us, our whatever is in both of our hands.
But I can't just be the only holding up the ceiling you have to help me.
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