Do i look like a im a failure?
or just having a hard time?
Do i look like im surviving?
and taking time to shine?
Do you see the facade
that i portray, confident and proud?
the succesful, talented one, never shy but loud..
Do you see whats really going on?
that this week ive been destoyed,
Does the smile really hide
a soul hurt and annoyed?
Does acceptance mean forgiveness?
Does it mean giving in?
Does leting you win this round
mean that you will win? ? ?
you played this one well my freind! !
of that there is no doubt,
you used a past discression
as you oozed your way out..
you broke into my home,
one i once gave to you..
ignoring your mistakes,
i gave a job to you...
Do you see this as a victory?
Do you see this as a game?
Do you actually see anything
are you really sane? ?
its a shame you chose to break in
saturday, just after ten...
for the twelve bags of your clothes
and junk... JUST LEFT WITH THE BIN MEN!
Powerfully asked and answered questions indeed Heidi. Rgds, Ivan
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
yes! you have! a thousand odd hearts... In the very persistance of your quest!