Maya

So you see me,
You seem so easy to know.
You'd be enthralling to touch
But you assume too much.

You think you know me,
But truly you don't.
I think I could love you,
But I know that I won't.

Think! Just listen to what you say.
Your argument is your crutch.
Yet you clutch it as if it was everything.
What you assume about them,
You assume about me.
The scary thing is...
You are who I could be.

You seemed so strong to me.
That's why I'm so dissappointed in you.
I looked up and saw you.
So why am I so hurt now?