Only Human
I do good to people ,
They are lucky and able,
All I do is saving in verbal,
That your word is curable.
The only ways I talk are clean,
There are other non pleasing,
Am I human enough to be seen,
I'm never eager to the opening.
Look at how you see things,
You see tomorrow and future,
Do we live for atire halks,
Am wondering how you appear.
Some nights am awake,
Scared of what I think ,
Can something hurt me,
I know you are there I stick.
Soulgitah_sounds
Copyright © Brigita Kibasa | Year Posted 2016
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