Conversation

Oh it's so easy

When parts take over

My conversation

Is nothing more than lies

You're just the viewer

So cold and distant

I've no intentions

Of saying "I love you"

My conversation

We are not gods

We are not men

We are not making claims

We are only boys

You are not strong

You are not force

You are not regular

You are just wrong

There are no faces

This is my complex

You are my picture

I call you 'mirrors'

These are not my tears

Not my reflection

Am I a photo?

I can't remember

My conversation