• After that day,
    Never look at you the same.

    In this case, I'm to blame,
    For expecting you to be... perfect for me.

    Now I see that you have two sides,
    different worlds collide in your mind.

    I guess I misunderstood you,
    Thought you were the shy type that kicked at the ground, and never made a sound.

    When I saw you that day,
    Your head turned and you looked my way.

    You laughed and talked as if you always did,
    Of that 'old self' apparently you had rid.

    My mind is swirling, I am so confused.
    You seem to be two different people,
    I am not amused.