Why Him Again?

I want to ask you why

But surely you have a reason

So I ask you a favor

‘Help me to see him as a person’

Not a mine I should deny

I’m not going to start a war

But I’ve been burning by his gaze

And his laugh shot me like a gun

His words are the worst

I want to ask you how

But would I understand?

You speak in metaphor, I suppose

Now I don’t know where to go

without seeing him..

Cos he is everywhere

Disguise into something I might never see

But I will know it was him

And you’ve known it better than me

You sent me him on purpose, don’t you?