How And Why

How I’d love to be yours, but how is my question.

Everytime I see you you look cold and uninterested.

If only you could see the struggling within my heart, the questioning of how and why.

How I survive I don’t know.

Please try to read what I don t say, read what I hide in my heart.

Different languages separate us but should I suffer because of culture If only you could read what I hide.