I can't seem to wash you away
So fast as you lay on my skin in the breeze as the leaves shine across my skin they sway
You have too much to say
I don't like the look of content
I am the way i am
Don't take the kindess to your advantage
Don't take it to your hopes
Coz it might not come out how you expect
You've taken in too much
As such
Don't know what part of heart is the touch
Is it the one you think or is it not as much
As you hope
Please stop looking at me
This way you don't see
You say too much
As such
Its not what i mean to be
I'm just naturally a spoonful of sugar
From a raw cane
I am
I don't like you the way you think i do
I don't know if i ever will
These kind of questions are hard to find the right answer
Do don't tempt me with the sting
Coz the questions i won't answer
