Cracks in the Pavement

My head
Swirls
Thoughts in flurries
So damn worried
Looking at the sky
Having the need to cry
As your eyes
Oh how they glow
Everytime I close
My own
I want you to
Need you to
Read my thoughts
Across the town
Like the book
That is never in front of you
Because that's not you
Not your style

By the weight
I have taken
Deemed it mine
My responsiblity
My problem
I feel myself
Want to curl up
Feel the need to hide
Behind my words
My mask
Or a book cover
Ender my covers
Pretending to only be
Drop dead
Tired 
You have no idea
And as your face
Dances
Flies
In front of me
I want you
To desperatly
Understand
Please
Understand

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