things are never what it looks like.

there are so many things i want to say right now
but i know it wont come out right
it won't come out the way i mean it
you'll misunderstand what im trying to say
and it's all going to be a mess again.
i can just tell.


and i tell you all this
but you still insist you want to know.
so i tell you
because im stupid enough to think that i could trust you to understand me.
and then you leave.
because what i say, and the idea of it,
you couldn't deal with it all.


it happens. 
pretty much everyday.
i tell you what i want.
you tell me what you want.
its the exact opposite.
and we can never compromise.


and its not your fault.
but its not entirely mine either.
i dont know what the problem is.
maybe its me.
or maybe
its you.