Who can give myself to me?
When I leave to be alone
If you knew me I ask you
Can you give that little you have?
If you have a glimpse of me
Walk me back to where I was
That rainy day is just enough
To be myself again with me
All around in tiny bubbles
Me myself and I alone
6 comments:
nice poem, quiet confusing though;)
thanks iru
quiet or quite confusing?
you'll understand someday
i hope
and good to know that someone is reading my writings
can you not?
hmm...
can
We do tend to lose sight of who we are, don't we? I hope someone was able to show you a glimpse, and perhaps even more than a mere glimpse, and walk you back to where you were. :)
-blue
thanks blue
yes, sometimes we do
hmm... not yet
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