You ask her, why, is she so shy?
She tells you that, she doesn't know why. ..
You say, you barely hear her talk,
She hardly even says a "hi!"...
You ask him, does he ever cry?
He asks you back, " why should I ?"
But deep down he's glad you don't know...
The number of times tears rolled down his eyes....
No they won't let you know,
No they wot let you see,
They will hide it, won't let it show,
The monsters buried deep beneath...
You ask him, what does love mean?
He says, it's the best kind of pain,
Like the times you enjoy catching a cold. ..
Because you danced in heavy rain...
You ask her what does failing mean?
She tells you its the best kind of shame....
Because the times it throws you down,
You always fight back for your rightful place!
They saw it better than you,
They know it better than you,
They felt it better than you,
And because it was them and not you...
But they still won't tell you,
How can they be so sure to trust?
Cause, if only you knew...
It would make your heart rust....!!
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Silent Thoughts
PoezjaMemories created by us are embedded in our minds, while some encounters are nerve wrecking and never forgotten, some remind us of a temporary paradise and, some leave deep impacts in our lives and scars in our hearts, in ways simple explainable...
