strangers..

Who is it u think i am.?. Without knowing how i respond to the touch of uur hands... a stranger among the shadows hiding in the dark... u have no idea what lingers in my heart... triggers are yet to be seen... lines drawn to protect limits are invisibly tucked in dreams... stashed places u haven't been able to reach... so what makes ur determination so positive i am the tingle breached... getting along with others isn't a hard thing to do when individuals appear... we all have similarities within us that can relate to smiles n even fear... n connecting is an ease if honest use is presented before the eyes... as i ask again, who am i supposed to be for i have a tongue that could lie... to play with ur thoughts as i turn u against yourself... or jus not feel the same ol shit as the answer when dead ends come n go quicker than the realization of not being felt... calling for help in the dark bcuz u believed me to be someone you've concocted in ur head... when will the rush ever rest.?.