See

I can only translate a few of the words
Your quietness won’t let ascent and
I’ve only felt a trickle of the emotions
Your shyness has dared to lend.
What you’ve given me on purpose or on accident
Is drawing me close faster than you might expect.

Your glances my way
Can’t intimate what you don’t say.
You’ve gained my attention
So now what are your intentions?
I don’t understand what’s the matter
You’re in a hole but you won’t use the ladder.
You mean so damn much to me.
So what is it I can help you see?

It took 31 yrs to realize I am walleyed. Sometimes I can see the world like a kaleidoscope. A depressing kaleidoscope.