By Ali
Date: 24 January 2001
Forgotten
Believe what you want
Believe what you will
Run away
And hide
You always do
I can see it
In your eyes
It's your way
Twist the facts
Until they fit
Your solution
And leave without
Saying goodbye
Don't worry about
The things you said
The only things that matter
Are the things you didn't say
Silence is cheap
And easily found
So, here is a quater
For all that you've given me...
Don't look me in the eye
Because I'm tired of seeing
The hollowness
There
You weren't always
That way
You're just something
One becomes
When they've wandered
Too long
And lost too much
When they've given up
Too often
And forgotten themselves...
Now, for honesty's sake
And, perhaps, my own
I have to say
That I just think
You're scared
Scared as hell
And that is why
You do
What you do
Out of fear...
But that doesn't make
It better
Doesn't make me feel
Okay
You're not here...
You're there...
And I suppose
That
I'd be better off
If the words spoken
Past
Were just simply
Forgotten...
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