When

What am I suppose to do
Everything got me confused
Confession of
Hypothetically Speaking
That makes to much since
For it to be hypothetical
But I get it
Its hard to admit it
But I thank you
So now what is it
That I am suppose to do
When I cant even call you
Im afraid to speak cause
I dont want no malice
Between you and yours
But we both know
That we left open too many doors
To many unsaid words
To many things that we left out
So you tell me how do we go about
Fixing this
Not to reminisce
Just to consture
So you dont have to
Ask why
Because you will know
All the questions
Can be answered
But when
Or will we keep playing this game
Over and over again