Gravitational Pull
I've been trying to find
the things that you could admire
to bring you closer to my gravitational pull
I've been trying to hush
all the things you're afraid of
because they're all too dangerous for my ego
I've been following you for days
but it still doesn't help me get to bed
and I've been hoping that something in me keeps radiating
some sort of gravitational pull to you
I've been trying to get to bed
but my mind is sprinting ahead
and now that I've pulled you in
I don't know just what to do
For One to try so long
I've picked all the dirt from my nails
and my hands fidget against instinct
I'm afraid I've got nothing left to show you
And though I've tried to master my gravity
I'm afraid my pull is too weak to hold
these nights we stay up to talk
I'm just afraid I say too much and have sold;
my gravitational pull too high to profeit
and maybe I could have treated you better
shown you the secrets you've never experienced
I want you to know that I've never doubted your being
now come, and let me escape my frail ego
to expose you to my faulty gravity
I want you to feel what it's like
to have the hole in your soul be filled with such immensity
an unnerving effect on catalystic emotions
Oh, how foolish am I to believe it was me
and I've been drawn in subconsciously
to your niave and unexpected gravitational pull
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