it’s true, you do.
have a beautiful mind.
but I’m blind
i cannot see the words behind yours. i do not have the key. i simply cannot read
your cryptic lyrics. im a victim to your mystic mythic
i cannot break your code.
but i do truly want to know. my eyes are sewed. maybe i should’ve picked the less complex mode.
i simply just don’t, posses the antidote.
lay me to float. i’ll sink in this boat.
sorry I couldn’t see the hypothetical envelope
down I go
still reading the anecdotes I wrote, for you
easier to comprehend
wish it was like that on both ends
if only we could pretend.