Who?
This is me, unnoticed--or am I?
Wondering consciously
self-consciously I am there.
Under the unnoticed stares?
I play with this sweet girl
and pure joy shines through her.
I am-- I do not wish to be there.
Uncomfortable I sit and play.
I burn with desire, to have that life
But un-permitted so far away it lays
waiting, just waiting
--not for me.
Who is this staring straight through me?
Can I dissolve into the carpet that is like the night
dark navy, like the night.
Who are you people, smiling and chatting.
Will you run far away when I reveal myself
Will you point and laugh or harbour a look of disgust?
This is me
A woman, a worthless kid.
Of years lived, and of years received--
--pain tears fears and lies. I have lied.
I have cheated I am a woman
Lost.
I long to be there and share these laughs.
but as I sit, I feel my face conform into what
seems to be a smile.
Why?
Why? am I here, pretending, or is this what I long for
under my sheets at night.?
What I really want is someone to love.
What I really want is someone to love me.
Love me love me just love me!!!!
But with this body I walk around
And I know--no one wants a apart of this
of me.
but I just need someone someone who cares
someone that holds me and knows who I am.
And burns away at night with fire of red and blue
and I hold her tonight knowing this can't be wrong.
I AM RIGHT. |
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