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