Wednesday, May 23, 2007

. . . exactly why

      (I can't cry then . . .)

No one will say I told you so;
You won't be there to hear it.
Sorry you won't listen now.
To be or not, your choice.

I can't worry now
for what "the world" thinks.
Their own thinking preventing knowing.
And they're so "right,"

it just doesn't matter.
Bad thing is, it never will;
and they'll never know,
because they never wanted to.

Why? I've known forever,
         . . . exactly why.+
         Why don't you?


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