I disguised you
Still you reveal yourself
Even in my mind I don’t have control over you
I am known not to have control
Could it be why we are?
Sometimes you look at me
Suddenly I feel naked and I start to blush,
Blushing because in mind for a spilt second
I believed you could see you were there.
You give a profound insight to this self
Could it be, because you are?
Could this be a phase I’m going through,
Because nothing seems real enough to be
You have a way of seeing me
as if you understand it takes more than looking.
Could it be because we are?
But we are not.