4

To You

Where is my face and form?

It’s deepened blues

It’s worn through

To be is all I ever wanted

Now in your loss I’ve questioned what I have to give

On nothing days, no dreams retained

Though I remain in wait, hoping,

For an opening within your mind



To you

I still shake the truth

I still shake in proof, noting,

The motives, you don’t want me to notice

I couldn’t hear your worried lips over the silence



Where is my face and form?

It’s deepened blues

It’s worn through

I flawed myself on your perfections

As a desperate man becomes more desperate

I don’t want to think or feel if it does not add up to you

And with all that you’ve taught me

I am truly lost