Conversation With Myself

-What do you really want? I've told you, I don't know! -But you do, don't lie to me! No, I promise, I don't -What are your dreams made of? -Can you answer that at least? Marshmellow, cats, and poetry, Paperclips, the ocean, and peace. -Why can't you answer me seriously? Why must you always ask the question why? -Becuase I need to know, you know? But I'd much rather lie. -Come on, please just talk to me! Can you imagine how this looks to them all? -Whatever do you mean my dear? ...Talking to myself against this wall... -No one is even watching you! But someone is bound to see -Just shut up a minute and answer my questions. No, I don't feel like talking to me.