Painted In Blur

I don’t understand this anymore
I thought I had it figured out by now
but everything seems to be painted in blur.

What is it so hard to understand about my tears?
Isn’t it obvious I’m upset and sad?
Isn’t it obvious I’m not happy about living like this?
Isn’t it obvious it hurts to cry?

What is it so hard to understand
about me and who I am?

I thought I was a open man,
and especially to you.
I really thought you could see me
but after these last few months
I begin to realize;
you could never see me,
you could never truly understand me.

I am in blur in your eyes
I am in the shadows that you walk on.

I am who I am
and I’ll never be
cold and cruel
like some seem to think of me.

So all I ask
be at least once in your lifetime
honest with yourself,
just once, that’s all I ask.

Don’t live on false impressions
or words you’d never believe
if they had been spoken by me.

I don’t know where to go from here
because I am standing here
on a crossroad
between you and me.