F.i.in.e Moods

How I wish I could tell you

In a way to make you see it.

There're so many things to be revealed,

Yet there's no aptness to make it happen.

Still, the chasm created needs an end,

'Cause my poor heart cannot

Withstand any longer moment

Of this soaring incomprehension... 

While, in the meantime, I await for

His maturity to catch back up

With the reality of our experience,

So that he can drop the impressions

From the manipulations which were

Thrown in his path between us --

To again embrace and smile

As we always used to do together,

Oh, how I wish,

How I long...

There are really no words

For these tears...

There isn't anything to be said

That is any sort of interesting,

And I keep thinking to myself,

Who'd care to know any of it, anyway?

So I figure why would I find words for it?

What would be the purpose behind that one?

Quite frankly, in the last few months, my

Sense of insignificance has been growing...

'Cause the truth is, I'm nothing special,

Not even to those dearest to me,

So it'd make no sense anymore

For me to explain it all like it mattered.