Shrouded

You speak a lot without saying anything…
The hopes of comprehending your words , I have relinquished.
With your busts of laughter,
You wish to reach to the one who stays deep within.
That’s precisely why I want to hide from you.
I can still see you , though you cant see me.
A dense fog covers my mind, blurring it from its own vision.
Lest I be taken in by your pretense,
I wish to run away from your sight….