Me, you; Us, them
Written by Tammy
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I've heard of writers who search for affections
To find the words for the feelings they show
Our poems are products of our emotions
How can we think it's us in control
Though my old diaries I might find
I'll never be again in that state of mind
"Words were all I had to take your heart away"
But words came to fail me on this very day
All those people that meant so much to me
The reason I cared so much, now I do not see
It's tiring wishing for something I don't understand
Perhaps I shall pull out and see where I land
There is yet one thing I can devote myself to
Without worrying whether the feelings will be returned
There for me always in whatever I do
Poems. When the going's tough, to them I turned
How can you be so heartless; one day you'll ask with distaste
So unfeeling, so unwise; to let love go to waste
And I will answer; Even though I told no one
Since the day you broke it, my heart to me has gone
To find the words for the feelings they show
Our poems are products of our emotions
How can we think it's us in control
Though my old diaries I might find
I'll never be again in that state of mind
"Words were all I had to take your heart away"
But words came to fail me on this very day
All those people that meant so much to me
The reason I cared so much, now I do not see
It's tiring wishing for something I don't understand
Perhaps I shall pull out and see where I land
There is yet one thing I can devote myself to
Without worrying whether the feelings will be returned
There for me always in whatever I do
Poems. When the going's tough, to them I turned
How can you be so heartless; one day you'll ask with distaste
So unfeeling, so unwise; to let love go to waste
And I will answer; Even though I told no one
Since the day you broke it, my heart to me has gone
** There is no relation between the poem and the picture.
I insert the picture to and only to let the poem stand at the centre without a shift in position. :D
[ 此贴被ifeelit在2010-04-15 14:35重新编辑 ]
