What I didn't hear you
I often tell people
But it isn't true
The truth is I'm not paying attention
And I don't Care
But that's not something I'd mention
It's not because I'm cruel or mean
But I'm trying to find myself
Something I've never seen
I've laid out the truth in front of me
And life goes on
But I continue not to see
I'm still lost
And it's hurting me
My sanity is the cost
I've tried a dozen things
Everything I can think of
But nothing fits.... nothing goes zing
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem