A Clue
I am weak now
having attempted to
cry out all feelings and
emotions for you:
In one breath you
make me smile and cry
in one phone call you
lift my spirits and
plunge me into depression
Your voice can build up
my hopes and shatter my dreams.
You leave me wondering, yet
disenchanted.
How you do it,
I'll never know.
And that you do it,
I'll never breathe a clue.
At least not to you.
