Conundrum

I'm not trying to change your mind But am I really speaking for myself? These times have been truly testing So I know you're resting all your woes But you're afraid of looking Sometimes I'm afraid to speak Tell me what's the point of living in this game of hide and seek? So tell me just what you've been thinking Could it just be something that's not right? I'm afraid of seeing this for what it really is Your decisions are destructive Formed in constructs of disdain