Complexed

Could you love me again ?

If I could turn back time and make thing's right ?

Would you run away from me if I expressed my feelings .

Time and time again we  search for what is evident .

But love can be so overrated and sometimes never appealing .

We speak words but they sound so cliché .

Healing is what we could use at the end of the day .

I paint a picture there's an easel in my mind

But I'm too perplexed to finish it it's like I've gon colorblind .

Where do we find the time to give unto one's  self.

We seek for answers and validation in other's.

Speak now or forever hold your truth I'm not broken or naive .

Just misguided and aloof