A switch is what it’s like between me and you.

One day you’re turned on and I’m off.

What should I do? 

You scream so loud to try n’ get through

But I just sit there and stand-off,

Holding back my tongue which is long overdue.

What should I do?

All I am is clueless to you

Soon you will question why I won’t call.

I will begin to stand strong and watch you grow small. 

What should I do?