What a man I was,
I never understood a thing I learned.
And there you were,
Preaching to a choir I never heard.
The words that we sang and the thoughts in my mind,
They never quite aligned.
Caustic in my search for you,
Caught in a vain pursuit.
Oh, to know what I'm to do.
But I never spoke to the man in the frame.
Here he is again:
Everything I hate within a man.
I hear what he says,
But do I have what it takes to
Understand?
The rest can begin when the
Conversation ends.
I hope it never ends.
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