Saturday, February 12, 2011

five minute fiction

they tell me they know how i feel?
well you can go ahead and lie to me too,
i think we both know the truth.

everyone is alone in a crowded room
but do they know the loneliness in heart?
it's the fear of never knowing love.

yet how those three little words spew!
too much, they say to the young.
too little, they say to the grown.

in a form or another, you know.
you know the taste and the touch,
something a kid like me only dreams of.

but night turns to day and life goes on.
they tell me they know how i feel?
i wish i knew how they feel.

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