Same Awnsers

I say sorry for the littlest things, my excitement shouting at you

My dry eyes looking onto your work but you make it seem like it is fire on wood

Do I push too hard? Or is it your misunderstandment

Annoying you see me, but I see you as crackling smoke pouring my answers in your head

I gave you it all but I haven't gave you the shake of my true, ruby eyes

Reading letters on a fake paper assuming the tone of my voice is rather hard

I do not know if it was my mistake, my tyranny of my words instead

I wish I knew my final answer to her instead of being a robot for the cause