i sit and i ponder all the things you tell me.
i think of them this way and that.
listening fully.
waiting for that feeling i get when i know your telling a lie.
i sit and i ponder all you say.
i hear the words coming from your mouth yet
i hear the words that are unspoken as well.
these things make it hard to take in all you say.
what is truth what is lie.
god help me wich is wich.
how can i tell when all you say sounds so sweet.
sometimes with venom yet if i truely listen its not real.
