They lost track of time
trying to find the meaning they claimed was hidden in between the lines
What more can I say?
when all I tell you are just empty words and you speak like you know more
My words would never be enough for you people
My smile would come and go
And my motives would still be unknown
You will say I have said nothing when I spoke until the morning
What more can I say?
When she takes her last breathe they would say she was a quite one
They would never remember all the warnings she left them
What more can I say?
When you go on trying to find this meaning
And leave me mumbling to myself till the evening
YOU ARE READING
Poetry by the unknown
PoetryA collection of poems about different emotions and experiences.
