not sure yet either!

the clouds are like mud
the kind thats dried and cracked
blue skies with cracked white clouds
sun shinning in my face
looking around seeing only
barely whats in front of me
seeing nothing
in the middle of nothing
i see greens and hills
but still in no where
here lost again
wanting to sit and cry
with my head in my hands
wishing her to come to my rescue
that dark mistress
of the wood
i want to know if you would
still love me
even after the things ive said
none bad just sad
and in the back of my mind
for i know you'd laug with me
still i wonder if you would
say i love you back
would you come to my rescue
to the midle of no where
and keep me company
dance with me
and laugh with me
talk about the world
about the future
talk about how my heart
turns to burning fire when i
see you when i need you
how my heart turns to stone
when i hear something bad
said about you
would you still think me sain
or would you think im mad
for i love you
and i need you
to stay with me
even when ive gone mad
and all i need to hear is that you love me too