a cautious ear to the mouth of your confession...

it is through this
that i have to remember
whatever's been raised
in what is unwanted

i never should have thought
about what is important
but just see through
what is on the will

i know this won't heal me
it won't even make a difference
but who cares?
yeah, it's just me

it's always not easy
as everyone had said
for what is difficult
can't really be appreciated

though a simple 'thanks'
shall do it anyway
it's for the only one, i guess
that should do it, yes.

still for every dot of sand
that passes through the glass
which convinced me to note
the hours that is left
(if there still is)...

how i wish about the dream
that happened centuries ago
i could never reveal that
it sure was a promise

this can't be happening
or it wasn't expected to be it
just a glance.. one freaking glance
and then gone..
just like that..
just like no one could imagine

you see me today
you pity me today
you curse me today
is that all you do?
you know what's been happening
i know that you do
and this is what you really want?

think of it please
let it be your gift
such a lovely precious gift
then i'd be glad to accept it

i'm still here you know
always here.. that, i promise...

by a person who's that,
kaye

12/24/2006 06:30:00 PM