Am I that confused?
Do I really understand?
The complex personality in you…
Can you speak the words?
All you have to do is ask.
I will take you as you are…
I promise, I will guarantee…
Looking into the mirror.
I am not so sure what I really see…
Maybe you’re just a dream.
Is it all a possibility?
Pass me another beer…
Maybe it will let me see.
What might be in me?
Better yet what I see in you and I…
It’s all up to you…
Will it be the train wreck that I think this could be?
Maybe I don’t want to know.
We’ve been through it too many times…
Only to come up short again…
Do we try once again?
Yes we’re both a little crazy…
Tell me if you figure it out…
I talk to you again; still I don’t give a damn….
Of what they think of me….
Say it again…
Tell me what you really feel…
Can you tell me straight out?
Without thought or fear…
Just to say without consequence…
Where do we go from here?
Will it be twisted just like you and me?
A child grows in you…
It’s not from me, we both know that.
Will you become unwanted by him?
It could be a tragedy in the making.
Look into my eyes; let me hold you so tight…
Let me wash your fears away…
Now it is time to believe in me.
I told you long ago, it won’t push me away…
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Sounds like the person expecting the baby causes herself to be surrounded by drama. I don't know but it sounds that way to me. I wonder if things worked out?