Susu Karton

I talked, you didn't listen.
I talked, sometimes you were not quite focus on me.
I talked, you talked to the other.
So, I'd be better to shut around.
I listened. I wanted to.
Keeping my mouth in silent.

Then you came to me.
It was not good.
It seems like you tortured so much.
I listened. You talked.
You cried.
"It seems we're strange," you said.
I argued, you argued.
You questioned me, I answered.
I asked what is the point.
You seem like pointless..
I asked the solution.
What kinda thing do we have to do to make up this?
You said there's no absolute solution.

So, I concluded I have to open up which that thing is quite hard for me to do so.
So, I thought the solution is we gotta share our thoughts.

You showed me up those tears, I kept my tears inside.

It really is up to you.

You went back to the past. Why can't you just put it in there?
We're not returning the time and remembering how nosy I was.
I admitted I did a wrong stuff.
Let it be.
We're facing off the future.
You. too much. thinking. too much. tears. too much drama.

You called me strange.
I never called you strange.
I know who you are.
You said it looks like I don't need you.
I need you. It doesn't have to be shown that I really care about you in front of public.
You said I'm like "this is my own business, not yours".
I know you care.
I do care. He does care.
We just care about each other.

Questioning about me, the feelings, how strange I am because you said I never shared things while I did actually (where have you been???)....
I know, I've never really been heard, then you argued about such things and you were like.......
I apologize, I dunno... Did you even hear that I was sorry for you because I can't be opened to you?
I sorry for your thing.