I can never forget...
Those words in my head...
I ask someone about a certain subject
And responds with 'sorry, that's a secret! '
Ouch, this makes me wanna regret...
That I mentioned that subject!
But is the answer worth to protect?
Maybe I should just forget...
Because that's a secret!
But sometimes they go overboard with it
Even if I ask 'what kind of shoes did you get? '
I get the answer 'sorry, that's a secret! '
Or if I ask 'Did you get the shoes yet? '
I get the answer 'sorry, that's a secret! '
I can't take it anymore and my face is becoming red!
I just don't understand this fear and dread
Of giving me the answer, and instead they just neglect
Since the day we have met...
You have not opened your heart to me yet
How can I help you if everything to you is a secret?
I can't stand being around someone who is always quiet!
Why don't you seal yourself in your room and stay in bed?
I don't think anyone would object...
Because that way we will neglect...
And we will forget...
The person who always responds with 'Sorry, That's a secret! '
written on (Nov,2,2009)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like all your three poems..