You wanna talk about me...?
Lets not, Lets talk about you...
What is it you like to do...?
It's sad that you deflect quite a lot...
Or cover your awkwardness with ruddiness not so funny humour...
Do you have any idea, a clue perhaps where to go from here...
Do you even like who you are...?
I'm just asking because I care & I think its good to share...
I'm not staring, I'm looking at you, Eye contact... It's nothing new...
As strange as that may be for you...
Its how I think you know your being listened to...
I wouldn't wanna waste my breath, talking to you, If no eye contact, then no conversations can be had...
Harsh but all so true...
I'm not a dishonest girl...
You really look like hell, no I'm not being mean...
There's no need to get gel or up in my face...
I mean you no harm, or disgrace...
I'm not here to judge, Or misrepresent my intentions...
I'm not conspiring against...
I'm not above you, I'm not below you, I'm beside you...
I'm no cogitation of that you can be sure...
Now that's enough & all you need to know about me...
Let's get back to you...
I'm listening that's what I do...
I listen to people like you...
If your still not sure, then you know what to do...
& that to is ok...
That's fine by me
- Author: JaimeLeigh m=Mead (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 27th, 2022 00:25
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 6
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