Yes, I'm Not

Love flashed like subway trains
Underground to get some place
A position we claim as our own
Just somewhere in the world

It's as if you and I
Just aren't sure of the other
Perhaps it's only me
That just can't say who I am

Nor who I want to be
Beside you now? Or never
And as though my thoughts are yearning
I can never predict my journal

So is said that
Maybe a second chance is close
I may love you, but in that love
I don't know if it's true