By Popular demand...

With Alok telling me I should write more often...I think I would put up another of my poem's from the bygone era.... Beware of what a little encouragement can do..... By the way could'nt really think of a title....

Foolish mistakes are they?

That I do again and again…

Sensible head tells me a story,

It is my heart that has to be blamed,

What I want?

What do I desire?

It’s all in turmoil.

All of a sudden,

I seem to have grown up too much.

Somehow desirable to all

Without even knowing my true self.

Who am I to them?

What do they see in me?

When I don’t know myself,

How can they know me?

All alone are they,

All alone I feel too

Even in there company,

Funny, I still feel lonely.

Show them a lie

They believe.

When I show my true self

They just look past me.

So here I stand today

With this desire to be known

And to all those who tried,

Thank you from the bottom of my soul.