I wonder why you feel way alien and standoffish
While you select a magic cast for my amazing dreams
I regret my being narcissistic and selfish
After my fragile hopes came apart at the seams
How come you don't discard the mask of apathy
And show me your real self, even if it's twisted?
Your tender heart is a token of your sympathy
There should be room for love that never existed
I'm waiting until I receive from you a cryptic sign
To act the optimal way as long as I'm alive
Can I count on you when I get out of line?
At heaven's doorway, will you give me five?
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