What I wouldn’t give
Just to be understood
For a second or two
To be accepted for who I am
Not questioned for what
I didn’t do
Or don’t plan to
What I wouldn’t give
For a hug that I could sink into
To dissolve for a few seconds
that last forever
Where I didn’t need to be pretty,
Rich or clever
Where though I was lost and tired
I felt anchored and desired
What I wouldn’t give
To always be able to
Tell the truth
To kill the ego and say
That I love you
To hold your hand
Sit down on half your chair
To take away your loneliness
And replace my despair
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