Who do you see?

Who is this person you talk of?

Who is this person you see?

I don't think I have ever met her,

I am certain she can't be me.

You talk of things that aren't there,

You talk of things I can't see.

You must be seeing someone different.

I'm sure that she can't be me.

You say you like this and like that,

But I don't understand what you see.

You describe a nice looking body,

Which cannot belong to me.

You seem to connect me and her,

As if its me you see,

But you must be looking elsewhere.

You sure as hell aren't describing me!

Confusion Again

Confusion spirals on its journey through my mind

Encouraged by the nice things you say

Which make everything seem off centre

Confusion mounts as my heart desires to believe you

But my reflection says it can't be true

And the real truth eludes me

Confusion surges when your words are repeated by others

And yet I remain alone and unloved

Nothing seems to fit together

Confusion echoes through every corner of my mind

As I don't know who I am or what to believe

And I am scared of letting it go

I wish someone would level with me

Tell me the actual truth

Without fear of my response

Without fear of hurting my feelings

But just so that

Once and for all

I would know

And finally understnad

And escape

Confusion

Hope and Hopelessness

He is on the periphory

Always on the lookoutfor a way in

Looking for something to pick on

Something he can cling on to

And when he doesIts like he is glued there

He cannot be shaken off

And when finally his rival creeps in

She somehow loosens his grip

And pushes him back to the periphory

But her grip is not quite so strong

Wearied by the battle

Tossed and turned

And easily dragged away

And he latches on to the gap she has left

And he holds on and holds on

And its a long time before we see her again

She finds it hard to get back

She is afraid of falling off again

And every time she falls

Its a little harder to come back

And I miss her

And I hate him

Her name: Hope

His name: Hoplessness