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Submitted by moonlit-heart from USA
Date: Sat Jul 27 15:55:05 2002
I Know I'M Not His I know I'm not his
He might be a player or a drunkard
But unless I touch his face and feel his kiss
I will never judge him as if his nothing more
Women out there tell and lie
The knot in my heart they would want to untie
But never will they succeed
I maybe young and also a fool
For I am under his years of life
But love him for him, I really would
Cause even I cannot change my heart, why?
I can never tell, but hear me now
What I feel for him is more than I could bare
If ever there is a way, show me how
I pray that my heart, me, would spare
I maybe young but I know how I feel
I was raced to reach the stars
My real existence I could never reveal
For I am now filled with shame
Unleashing my feelings here in words and in wit
Now you may see that this is not a poem
But a letter to those who treat me
fiendishly
Because those who speak their realities in
words
Are more than a fool who is in love
Instead they are those who succeed in
letting others know how they feel
They are not afraid to speak their souls
They are heroes in being who they really are
and who they want to be!
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