Archive for June 8th, 2008

someone special

some bodies someone
of which i am not
not someone’s special
somebody
a friend i am
this I know
and a good one at that
my friends of course would all tell me
that I was someone special
and I always smile and say thank you
but….
there is no one to whom
I am that certain someone
just a friend to many
but special to none
well I guess that’s not really true
My mother and My Father
would absolutely
disagree

 

does it worry me
sometimes
am i sad
sometimes
I have tried to make it be less
important
i have tried to get use to it
I have tried to convince my self
that it’s ok
but some mornings I wake up
and i just can’t make myself
feel that way

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