With my time running out,
And my patience running low;
I'm sure this feeling is alien,
This feeling that you don't know.
My desperation is rising,
My love-supply is depleting;
My mind is wondering,
My life needs completing.
'Be patient, ' they say,
'Stay calm, ' I hear;
But until they realize this,
Their views won't be clear.
All I really want right now,
All I really need right now;
Is for these songs I hear,
To come to me in my life.
Of course, songs are songs,
Songs can't be brought about;
But, can't I get close enough,
To lift away my doubts?
'Someone please, ' I say,
'I need you, ' they hear;
But right now for me,
I don't really have a fear.
Hurt me once, shame on you,
Hurt me twice, put the blame on me;
Hurt me thrice, shame on love,
Hurt me again, put the blame on destiny.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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