Communication
Communication.
I want to mean something to somebody.
I want somebody to care.
I want to be able to dance under a disco ball with somebody,
Whilst pretending that nobody else is there.
Love is my purpose and poems are my wares.
All I have is for sale, to anyone who is willing to pretend to care.
Wishing for a change of fortune,
Finding out that nothing ever changes.
Everything remains the same, unfortunately;
Jigsaw puzzle mind…
I must rearrange it.
The order of the things;
The way things must be done.
You have taken my voice and ruined the joy of singing;
Can I please just have a little more fun?
It’s funny really, this reality.
Painful memories, I throw away with my apathy.
Embrace all new experiences.
I am worthless, without your guidance.
I write words down in the hope that somebody will read it
And understand what I mean, when I am sounding so mean.
I am sorry;
I did not mean for it to change your idea of me.
I guess I just say the wrong thing.
Let us build a bridge between us;
Communication is the key.
(C)2017 Aa Harvey. All Rights Reserved.
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