You never understand,
how you make me feel.
But if you'd just listen,
you would see that it's real.
You don't trust me,
Or maybe you do.
But you don't show it,
the way I'd like you too.
So just hear me out,
and give me a chance.
Then go ahead,
and don't take that glance.
It annoys me greatly,
when you over react.
It drives me crazy,
and that's a fact.
Just trust me,
the way you should.
And maybe then,
I'll feel understood.