A request from one person to another


Statement of a self-fullfilled human being

What do you give me instead of my hole
what is replacing the space?

Why do you care 'bout my poor soul?
Answer me straight to my face!

Why are you taking my only escape
calling it crime and sin?

When will you leave me in my own shape
and realize what state I am in?

What would you possibly mannage to do
to change the way I live?

Unless you are willing to change a bit, too
in exchange for what I have to give

There'll be no way to easilly make me agree
if your truth doesn't free me to live.




Poetry by Channah
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Written on 2007-02-12 at 06:01

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