
there’s no telling with you,
one moment you’re perfectly fine and cutting up,
the next moment everything is a tumbling mess,
there’s no telling with you,
sometimes i would like to look through your eyes,
just to see what it’s like,
what’s running through your mind, since you will not talk,
i’m not a “speak now” kind of person, so i’m ready whenever you are,
always here, always present,
sometimes scared, always listening.
Nessa π€
