Tuesday, April 28

Finding Myself. . .

They say they care

And I wonder how

Hurting where it does

Tearless eyes will bow

It's all in game

When you parry emotions

I am already bleeding

And here comes caution

Please count me out

I am an ignorant

But I will play

When I have learn

Let me hold on

That I may fall

Then I will come

Who ever will call

It’s like to vacillate

As you say it

I fall for you

Then I must quit

Don’t ask for promises

As one can’t keep

When hurt is done

Left alone to weep

2 comments:

Unknown said...

I dunno why but i think that this is a general perturbed thought somewhere in our minds, at some stage of life.

deluded said...

sad. but really beautiful.

however, pain like that, is just unfair.