Saying only things that scratch
The surface, like how was your day?
Why do we keep going in circles?
Circling around, what we intend to say.
We throw barbed words,
like sharp pointed icicles,
Circling around what we intend to say-
Why do we keep going in circles?
Scratching at an underlying feeling,
Trying not to portray, a lovers' decay.
Why do we keep going in circles?
Circling around, what we intend to say?
We gain no ground, saying nothing,
This has been nothing, if not a great debacle,
Circling around what we intend to say-
Why do we keep going in circles? |