I often give you what I need,
not able to transcend
my reflexes.

I often give you what I need,
and sometimes you smile kindly,
but I know I've failed again.

I often give you what I need,
because I don't know what else to do,
and I have to do 
something.

I often give you what I need,
But sometimes I am not between us
and we can meet 
alone.
 
 
 
 
 

©artis wilder Feb. 1998