perhaps it's a hopeless search
every day i sit around. i watch people. i see them. talk. laugh. i see them think. i think. i think i'm searching for something. something.
like i feel i need to hug someone and cry at the moment, and let it all out, tell them all about everything. no boundaries. cause i'm holding it all back cause i can't find it. it's been taken away from me. no it hasn't. it's just not here. not there
i want to tell someone all about everything. let it all out.
i sit there, watching people, wondering what they are thinking, thinking and wondering. i think. i wonder. i talk. i laugh. i think i'm searching. searching.
i think i talk. i think i laugh.
i laugh. i really do. it's real.
don't worry. i don't act to that extent
no i don't act at all
i just hold it back
to let go of later
but when is later
home
love.
is that
what
i'm
looking for
perhaps it's all a hopeless search
don't worry
if you don't understand
i don't understand
either
i
don't
understand
either
i'm happy yes
satisfied yes
content yes
but i am still looking
searching
what for
i don't understand
but i am. i sit there. i don't understand. i look. i hear
was that you who knocked or was it someone else or did no one knock at all i don't mind if it was you in fact i would like it yes was it you or was it someone else did you know that you knocked and that you almost had me open it but i wouldn't let myself did you know that you almost had me did you know i don't think you did no i don't think you did cause you don't think you do you don't think you can you don't or you won't let yourself or perhaps you just won't i don't know i wish you knew i wish i could tell you i wish i could i wish that you were the one
don't you get it?
no.
you don't.
perhaps it's all a hopeless search
Tuesday, February 27, 2007
love
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