Look At Me

By Ali
Date: 20 April 2001

Look At Me

All your carefully worded letters All your carefully spoken words They mean nothing to me, here and now Look at me, right now Look me in the eye And tell me how you feel Yes, I'm putting you on the spot I know how you hate that But, I don't really give a damn Just tell me how you feel Or don't feel Just tell me, 'cause I need to know Because all those concise and gaurded things You say and write Can't tell me how you feel I can't take all this restricted speech It isn't me...it isn't how I work It isn't what I need... Well, good, I got you attention About damn time, too I was afraid htat I was going to have to Drop a piano on your head... So, I'm all ears, it's now or never Exactly, how do you feel?

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