31/3/09
I am too cryptic.
People always stare at me
like I’m speaking in tongue.
People always glare at me
like I’m making no sense.
A foreigner in my own home.
I am speaking your language
You’re just not listening
I am speaking your language
I just don’t speak simple.
My tongue is riddled with lies
and puzzle, mysteries.
My words are always bent
I cannot just state facts.
I must always hide the truth
in complex sentences and metaphors.
I am speaking your language,
It just takes a little concentration
to decipher the meanings of my messages.
I just can’t speak straight.
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