-Mystery Man-
The mystery in front of me stares me in the face
With a sarcastic voice and a face to match
The eyes of a million others that never make me feel different
With the feelings of knowing that I am alone without him.
In desperation I seek out the many things I could see in him.
In his existence I only find complete invisibility.
His mind complex, but at the same time, simple to the point
Where it is camouflaged by my discriminating soul.
And this society leads us to believe
That there is no such thing as a real commitment, and with that belief
My philosophy in life can stay clear without his consent.
And my secret would be safe for all time.

The mystery in front of me will never understand my heart
Whether it be because I never showed it to him
Or because he doesn’t want to be a part of such a thing.
The motives in our mind almost rotate in simplicity
As we can only pinpoint the seconds in which desires will be fulfilled.
And even though our insanity for life is pointed towards a pleasure,
It’s a common ground to start any relationship.

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