Joy Bohland Poet Ballade

Expressionist

I used to get heartfelt thanks
I used to get honest words.
Maybe sometimes I'm too frank
and I apologize for everytime I curse.

Where did all the people go?
All the people who felt my words in their bones.
Where did all the people go?

Maybe you think I write just for me.
Maybe you think I type it all up just to see
my own words on my own computer screen.

I guess I thought you related to me.
Imagined I wrote your feelings for you when it wasn't easy.
Thought I had some sort of impact/effect.
I was wrong, it was just a crazy dream.

Where did all the people go?
I'm still here, writing away.
Sometimes you respond with a "nice write, keep it up"
and sometimes I think I'll just give this *crap* up.

Where did all the people go?
I miss you, come back? 

Even if you disagree
write me, tell me how you really feel...

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John Loving Iii June 27, 2011 at 3:43 PM Joy, i have learned that in the summer months only the faithfull stick around. i was just like you wondering where everyone went. my ego went crazy. but i found out the few that stayed around and made friends with them. good luck.