Road that we Drew

oh I no the truth & no what to do I no the secrets kept to me from you, see irration when angry it loves to spew, thermometers peaking a 103 type flu, at moments you play me like I don’t have a clue, & moments I considered you listed us thru, cause I forgot my way on a road that we drew. So whered it all go did myself just come out clean, or was it what you said had half a means, & maybe I’m just blowin off steam, just calling the facts that’s not what they seem. Shades of yellow mixed blue & green.