Aug 17, 2017
Why?
I'm scared of myself; Something about me that I'm telling you despite knowing there'll be one more 'why' in your mind just the same as in my own - yet another question about me. This 'why' is the reason my words are now silent For when I talk of 'her' my mind asks - 'Who? Who is 'she'? Is that you? Then, who are you? Or is 'she' a stranger? Someone else? Without a name? WHY?' Questions and more questions corrupt the simplicity of words So I doubt myself and I feel incomplete and so I can't complete a single thought anymore.