T

I can't see you But I feel your presence creeping through. You kind of scare…

I can't see you
But I feel your presence creeping through.
You kind of scare me...
Oh if only you can see...
Your words don't make sense anymore.
I'm sure your thirsty so the words I will pour.
Your anguish tires me out..
I finally figured what you are all about.
©terrylin53