Emotional invasions…

They’ll never believe you mean them no harm. Even if it’s a friendship that’s felt in the heart. Either they wanna think the dick’s on tap or you’re just another face in the crowd. It’s disturbing as silence refuses to make a sound. It never fails. As lips tell there own tale. Every time doubt destroys efforts to be real. Removing a reason to feel. Canceling out the good shown as the deal sealed. It’s weird. One by one faces shapeshifte before the eyes. As the question asked reappears as, why? What is it about self that falls short of not meaning no harm? As life goes on in a failed attempt that makes honesty so fuckin hard. The way others portray intent is how they visualize life. Eventually they’ll show a mindset hidden from plain sight. And the belief that their different fades instantly with proof put on display. Changing their appearance in a mental confusion that feels odd upon the face. Once they create a concept it’s over before it ever began. Leaving the wonder to move on after a whisper of, damn. In disbelief nothing ever seems to surprise the same ol situation. But that’s life so there’s no complaints from a standstill accepting an observation that was nothing more than an emotional invasion…