I don't know

.....why I tell you

..........the things I do.

The path is twisting,

.....even now,

..........that leads me back again.

It turns around inside my mind,

.....yet seems so straight in my soul.

I don't know

.....why I try to lie,

..........the truth just must be dull.

I suppose there is no mystery

.....in security.

So, why don't I just decieve you?

You step on my words

.....and climb away.

..........I can't see you anymore.

Still, when the last goodbye is said

.....you twist a smile

..........in my head.

Thank you for the freedom of my leash.

.....Yet the more I tell you,

..........the more I wonder

...............why I say the things I do.

.....

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