Second Time

You don’t know
Why you dream of yourself
In afterlives
You don’t see
Any point in this
Your second time
I don’t know
Why you’ve lied to yourself
A second time
I don’t see
How you’ll believe in yourself
You paralyze
I don’t know
What would become of us two
If I was close to you
I don’t see
How I could live with myself
For wanting to be close to you
There are days
When I think of myself
Needing you
All this time
Have you been hiding yourself
In hollow words
If I knew
I could forget all of this
I would be close to you
Our lives
Would mean more and less
If I was close to you