|In My Box by Joe Lewis|
I'm not available to you. You are simply there as a mirror for what I'm thinking. I see you through the filter of my opinions, judgments and attitude. That's pretty much all you see of me as well. My heart is well-hidden. When you're around me you won't feel nourished.
There's an inherent sadness in me when I'm in my box. Nothing superficial can shake that off. My smile is only skin-thick.
|Chickadee by xstarttodayx|