I Still Don't Know Why

I can't understand this feeling
Like a metaphor you hide
Your self in a shell.
I keep looking,
Understanding how
You are made.
I look up and see the stars
Talking to me
Those hidden figures
You always give me
That I can't understand.
Is this the time
Or should I keep waiting.
Those lines you always hide
That I like the most.
You have your metaphor
And I got nothing.
Still I can't understand why
I am falling on my seat
Like the leaves of autumn
I keep finding you
In my lines and bars
You're my metaphor but
I am just a goddamn verse.