 |
Isn't it how you always feel?Someone disagrees, and it becomes an attack.Someone tries to tell you to cut back.They don't know!They don't know you!The..
|
|
Simple realization.Not that I don't like people, it's your feelings.Something that has become overwhelming, and I will whine a bit.Sorry, a bit tired...
|
|
I can only share a story.Share images which come across my eyes.Feelings, often painful.I can only share.The words are never enough.
|
|
This is something which scares me.Friends tell me, and we all see it.I can work the crowd.I don't try. Just become part of the group.Part of what scar..
|
|
You never see me.Not quite true, I walk right past you.Honestly, not your fault.I don't want to be seen.I pass my messages, and help.Shell is a place ..
|
|
Hard to say, but you have to stop.Forget anything else.Stop.While we move place to place, listen.The pine needles in a breeze.Drip of the icicle.Sound..
|
|
Can't escape the wistful feeling.I only see what is around me, and I want to escape to a dream.Trying to make a change, and others change that, tired...
|
|
I say this, only because of the chanceFingers cramp, time to just speak.Still, no one listens. words drift away
|
|
Have you a little time for me?Thank you, Nena. Sounded better auf Deutsch.No worries, just a time to sit.Still,"Hast du etwas zeit fur mich."
|
|
"What do you notice?"When a friend asks, obliged to answer.I could play it off, just the looks, the voice, maybe the feel.But, I do try to be honest.H..
|
|
|
first
prev
Profile
Writing
Friends
Share This