• again the usual

    dead conversation
    low concentration

    most wear their heart on a sleeve
    but with your mask you deceive

    i kno you feel opposite of what you show
    because i remember you used to let me know

    finnaly their are times when your face goes plain
    and your eyes show that they contain

    i read the reflection, as they stare into space
    showing all of what you face

    how you feel what you do
    your minds a wonder and ever so true

    the words sink away one you leave your deep thought
    its impossible to make out whats now rot

    you look at me but your a blind man
    and you do what you can

    but you will never see
    what you mean to me heart