23 June 1998
A Question In Question

Does he understand me?
-The words that I speak-
A smile of mock arrogance,
Or maybe he just knew.

He did listen
At least tried to understand
My naive thoughts
And misconceptions
Of the impending end.

I walked towards the light,
This stranger held my hand.
Who would do that job?
Who else would understand?

Something beyond
And yet, hidden purposely.
Analisis incomplete.
Does he understand me?