I want you!
you don't seem to care
I need to quit from you
but not from your band
my poems are stupid
poems are not real
to most people
only to you
only to me
'most people' are the ones
I want to connect with
he is in most people's world
doesn't see me
what rules his moral compass?
Was I disillusioned
to host lovely men?
now like brothers to me
in many ways a blessing
but my time never came
to share my heart
you went with her
the easy way
I die inside
silent tears
opportunity a miss
miss my new brothers
when your bus pulls away
away with my bleeding heart
I am there
my pain
existing in reality
humbled
going on the road with you
and your band of brothers
I thank you
I thank your band
forgiving you
for giving me
your great concert!
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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