Lost in Translation

I wonder what would have happened

If I’d made myself more clear.

What could have happened if you’d understood.

What went wrong? What went wrong?

How am I to know?

Did it go very wrong, after all?

What was said?

What wasn’t?

What should have been?

What should have been?

What is to come?

I wonder.

Would those useless words have fuled my own for much longer, if we’d been left on our own?

What arguments would we have seen?

Why didn’t you believe me?

Why don’t any of you understand what I mean?

You only take what you want from me.

My words are more than your words.

You say nothing.

You mean nothing.

You think it’s everything.

I don’t know what to say anymore.

I’ve had months of silence.

Music fades and silence… silence remains.

What do you think I mean?

What do you think I meant?

Why do things always get lost in translation, I wonder?