Disillusioned,
left cold
Wanting answers, a
smile, perhaps
Something to ease
life’s pain just a little.
Too much to ask?
If you knew me
like you said you did,
You’d know what I
meant
When I said
nothing, and with arms folded
Eyes turned to the
sky
Left the sleeping
dogs to lie
Yet, I know you
don’t know
When you ask
I know you don’t
know when you dig
When you draw
blood with your tongue
Your uncaring
heart, seeking its own amusement
For the sake of
fun
Am I that much an
embarrassment,
To you? To myself?
I can only hide
behind my mask and pray
Am I only useful, when needed, odd jobs and
Selfless tasks
Then, useless, cast away?
I am
disillusioned. Not sure of what I seek
But knowing I
won’t find it here
I might as well
give up now and bury my heart
No one else wants
it
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