you sit at home,
-wishing you could kill the loneliness that dwells...
you contemplate,
-whether or not you want this...
you make,
-other lives a constant hell...
you sing,
-sweetly like the nightingale...
you hesitate,
-never expressing your true worth...
you critize,
-saying i should be gone with all the guilt and sorrow...
you are distant,
-from souls who wish to share their essence...
but then again,
through it all...
i just dance,
to the melody you play....
[This message has been edited by poezante (edited 18 November 2000).]
-wishing you could kill the loneliness that dwells...
you contemplate,
-whether or not you want this...
you make,
-other lives a constant hell...
you sing,
-sweetly like the nightingale...
you hesitate,
-never expressing your true worth...
you critize,
-saying i should be gone with all the guilt and sorrow...
you are distant,
-from souls who wish to share their essence...
but then again,
through it all...
i just dance,
to the melody you play....
[This message has been edited by poezante (edited 18 November 2000).]