Lost and Confused
It would have been better…
Been better if…
If we had never…
Never met…
You took my hand
And apologized for never protecting me.
I am the one who couldn't protect you.
You hurt your eye, and it was all my fault!
All my fault…
We sat together in the stone-cold room…
You were crying,
But why?
You placed your hand on my forehead,
And suddenly…
Who are you?
Why are you in my room?
Oh, yes, you are my boss…
Well, you know, it is awfully rude of you to be sitting on my bedroom floor next to me.
Why are you crying?
Did something happen?
Did someone die?
I wish I could help you,
But you seem to have lost your voice,
As you are not speaking.
If you have a problem,
Go talk to my mother.
I am sure she can help you.
As for me,
I am suddenly feeling very sleepy…
As I drift to the ground you leave,
And I am glad to be alone,
Though I have a loss of words…
Confused…