Illiterate or The one about the fear

Although I’m a reader
I just can’t understand your mixed signs.

The same eyes that hypnotize me
look away, every time.

The same hands that embrace me now
pushed me away, no long ago.

Maybe I can’t read you
’cause I can’t read myself either – the fear is blinding me.

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