Paul's Musical Scraps
Random incoherent blah blahs

Your heart’s in bad condition

And I know you think you’re in no position

To show me or anyone else

The scars on your true self

In the jungle of entangling vines

It’s hard to read between the lines

But all the while, I’m only trying

To find out all the stuff you’re hiding

As nuch as I’d like to take you along

To give you somewhere that you belong

I don’t think I can ever cut you loose

No matter how sharp a blade I use

Well it looks like, just as I feared

You’re trapped from escaping here

But if I can’t take you anywhere else

I can at least stay here to learn about your true self

People come as puzzles to me

With infinite complexity

And don’t take this as an insult

But you’re the most difficult

I admire the depth and intensity

But not when that’s withheld from me

There’s something to be admired between

But I can’t admire something I’ve never seen