Wait To See What Love Really Is
there is no one that someone loves me
seems to me like no being alone not my choice
but of all the misfortune in my delusion be
my heart-mind filled with remorse
all those jocks, handsome boys filled with muscles
and I just an average below average scholar
too young esteem to low to start courting
there is no one that someone loves me, so solemn
Yet I am to young to be lonely and
realizing I must live longer for heart and so to prosper I stay hid
so in my adult days I will able to understand..
what love really is...
11/3/70
James Edward Lee
Copyright © James Edward Lee Sr. | Year Posted 2018
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