Saturday, March 12, 2011

I Told You

Back off.
Get away.
Don't come near me.
I told you to back off.
I told you to get away.
I told you.
Why do you keep trying?
I'm not in the mood.
So leave.
I'm not in the mood.
So go.
Your help isn't wanted.
And right now,
It isn't needed.
So let me go.
Let me cry.
I don't want your help.
I just want to be by myself....

Thursday, March 10, 2011

Beyond the Naked Eye

Who are you looking at?
I don't know.
I could tell you,
I'm a singer.
Or that I'm an angel in disguise
You would never know me.
The pain.
The sorrow.
The lonliness.
The looks.
All that I feel.
But all you see is a smile.
All you feel is a hug.
All you hear is my melody.

What you see is what you get.

Problem

I look up at the sky.
Wondering why I'm here.
wondering why my soul has decided to rest upon this earth.
This ground.
Why am I with these people?
Why do they surround me?
Why do they call my name?
They say they know me,
but do I know them?
Do I know myself?

That is the problem.