Do you want me to believe your joyful expressions
Knowing your weighty thoughts
Do you want me to fall into your wide smile
Knowing the pain in your eyes
Do you think I can pay attention to your lifted hands
Knowing your dragging your feet
Do you think I can hear your solemn voice
Knowing I read your cries for help
I stay away not because I’m buying the impression you’re selling
But because
I know, things fell apart to create something greater.
And that’s worth the wait.
