Two People

Sometimes I wonder who you are inside...

Are you mean, are you hurt, are you ever kind?

I feel llike youre two different people at times

To me, that feels like an unaware crime

I look at you and what I see is dark

"Who knows if that's true!" I bark.

I wish I knew who you are inside...

Are you mean, are you hurt, are you ever kind?

Do you like me? Do you? Do you at all?

I can't see your face because you're so tall!

I wissh you could see me--- but what if you can? 

You probably do't know but I'm your biggest fan!

I wish I knew who you are inside...

Are you mean, are you hurt, are you ever kind?

Do you have feelings? Do you have expression?

Do you have joy? Do you have aggression?

I wish you would smile... sometimes you don't.

I wish you would talk,, but you just won't.

I wish I knew who you are inside...

Are you mean, are you hurt, are you ever kind?