I LOOK TO YOU

I look to you, you look to me,
to solve our troubled reality.
Working as a team, quit unseen,
we straighten out our mentality.

We must keep our talk at a simple tone,
or the conservation could be blown,
chocking up another fatality.

The words we use must be clear,
to project a passage in which to stere.
If the words become garble,
then the wall appears marble,
replacing our cherished vanity.

I look to you for the answer I need,
I look for you when inside I bleed.
I look for you,
you look for me.
I look, I listen,
for your answers I must heed,
in order to prevent clamity.

I look to you, you look to me.
Sometimes you are not what I see.
So I look through you towards the past,
realizing at last,
our mind has lost all sanity.