Symmetry

I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind But I'm not happier than you I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind But I'm not happier than you Did I really see you, or was it a dream? Dreaming that it was seamless Not a trace of wrong Words that we have spoken Little did we know No bigotry, no tears shed Oh, if only You tried to be polite Thinking you were right Only to find that you're unkind But ironically You will always be Belle of the ball At least to me I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind But I'm not happier than you But my words are frail, not Audible, they do Not even convince me Perhaps they are untrue Truly with you the worst is Always true, and I gave You all the benefits Of all the doubts I had Never hope to be As benign as me Funny how you Always get through But ironically You will always be Belle of the ball At least to me