Why when you lie,
I sometimes cry,
The feeling that I have,
I can never denie,
Why when I speak my mind,
Your answers seem so hard to find,
Our relationship should be based on trust,
Instead it wears away like rust,
Why why I ask you a question,
The look in your eyes seems like there is no passion,
Is it because our love is old fashion,
Why is it when were in a deep conversation you seem not to care,
Is it because I speak from the heart,
Tell how I feel,
But in mean time let me heal,
And next time just think I'm only trying to be real.
