Saturday, November 14, 2009

Speak Up

A part of me is telling you.
But all you do is keeping yourself quiet.
Or maybe you were trying.
I don't want it to be like this cause I tend to get sick.
Speak up, your silence is killing me.
I’ve had enough, so please say something.
How are you feeling?
Cause I can never tell.
Been silent for long,
Now I'm always checking.
Cause I never hear you say what you really think.
I wonder where have you been lately.
Nothing is making sense anymore.
I'm still standing here by the fence, waiting.
And even when you’re here, somehow you disappear.
If I can read your mind, I’d know just what to do.
Her pineapple,
Xoxo

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