I Love to Write Its a Passion I Write Poetry
Will you miss what I write,
If I go away?
Or can you live with it, not notice, or with the loss, be ok?
Are the words I write with my hand,
Worth it, worth the pain, worth the reading,
Do you give a damn?
I wish I knew,
I really do,
But no comments come,
Nothing said,
No feelings, no praise, no complaints,
Nothing, nothing... no message, no words....
None..
I come here to read nothing,
Though I write so much,
But no one shares ME anything
A leper i guess I am, for you run at my attempt to your soul to touch..
I guess I dare too much,
To share my hopes, my wants, my dreams..
And will, as you wish, stay silent
And give you what you want:
Nothing..
It seems..
So let me shut up,
And go away,
I guess I talk too much,
That's what you seem to say,
By saying nothing in return for my words i write,
So good night and good bye,
I'll do what's right.
Here I give what you gave to me,
So many, many, many times;
Nothing
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
And just like you,
So many many times..
If I go away?
Or can you live with it, not notice, or with the loss, be ok?
Are the words I write with my hand,
Worth it, worth the pain, worth the reading,
Do you give a damn?
I wish I knew,
I really do,
But no comments come,
Nothing said,
No feelings, no praise, no complaints,
Nothing, nothing... no message, no words....
None..
I come here to read nothing,
Though I write so much,
But no one shares ME anything
A leper i guess I am, for you run at my attempt to your soul to touch..
I guess I dare too much,
To share my hopes, my wants, my dreams..
And will, as you wish, stay silent
And give you what you want:
Nothing..
It seems..
So let me shut up,
And go away,
I guess I talk too much,
That's what you seem to say,
By saying nothing in return for my words i write,
So good night and good bye,
I'll do what's right.
Here I give what you gave to me,
So many, many, many times;
Nothing
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
Nothing..
And just like you,
So many many times..