with thoughts so innocent most of the time
eyes so creative
smile so charming
laughter so boyish
you'd never know what lies beneath
what he fights so hard to keep
just beneath the surface
and who could know
no one would know
not until they saw
they witnessed
and even then they couldn't be certain of it
you don't know unless you're looking
and once you find
you don't want to see
i wish i didn't see
seeing makes me responsible
for what i know
and hence forth what i do
i'm at war with myself on where to stand
i want to err on the side of Truth
but truth is relative
for everyone else involved with this
to each his own solution
but nothing is getting fixed
in fact it's getting worse
and the boyish feelings are getting hurt
not to say he should take no fault in this
but he alone did not create the magnitude
of this mess
and he alone can't fix it
but he believes it's all on him
and doesn't care to change
no one gives him the option
such a shame
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