She knows, she knows me a little too well.
Ever since she cracked my shell,
there isn’t a thing she can’t tell.
she captures our moments,
and traps them in her book of spells.
It’s scary and dangerous,
how she can see right through me.
How i’m so transparent in her eyes.
We’re so much a like,
our emotions are never in disguise.
If i’m happy she knows.
If i’m secretive she knows.
If my thoughts are burying me, she knows.
Yet still i love being right under her nose.