It's Your Future

Numb as we move. Numb to everything around. I would have let you go. Too many pictures cloud my memory. You would always have access. Even when I spy through the glass. Just to get into your feelings. I feel so disconnected, I don't even know where to turn next. Tell me where to go. It's the only way I'll know I'll have any kind of clearance.

What use is language? I never know what to do or what to say. Your mind keeps me guessing as to what happens next. Creating smokescreens out of ice and fire. I can't help but admire the view but I get no nearer. I don't want to ruin the illusion for myself but at the same time it would have helped had I have known.

It's in your illusion that I fall again. It's when you voice your opinions that I fall again. The sweetest illusion is the bitterest pill. When magnets attract, they repel. We speak sometimes but we never tell. It's your future I'm worried about, I don't care for mine. It's your future I care about, I don't want to know mine.