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Headache For Them
They ask me later what did I do?
What was the reason?
Why cant I recall what is being asked of me..
The list of things I want to remember..
The things that are expected of me..
How can one go to do something to only forget so fast what it is?
How can one feel so together..
To only feel like a dead rose falling apart..
Who does this person come to?
Who are they really?
Are you still just a person?
Or is there something wrong with me?
Hearing different things..
Feeling different things..
Both at the same time..
All in the beginning..
All in the ending..
Its only a headach for them..
