Happy or sad,full or empty
life giving nothing even
though it holds plenty.
Treacherous roads up ahead,
eyes blank to so many bends.
Tired and weak,life so bleak.
Rain to fall from the cloudy
skies,hides the tears that are
glistening such beautiful eyes.
Sadness to creep in,never to
understand.Happiness one minute,
taken as always from him.
Wanting to be understood,never
to feel any good.A failure he
thinks of himself,never to know
he is perfect,but still he dwells.
The perfect man,a perfect heart to
never understand. Perfect soul he
hides beneath,cries out in his own
miseries.
To deserve so much in life,but to
feel like it would not be right.His
life has always been a fight,never
to be alright.Holding tears in at
night.
A treasury to behold,his heart,mind
body and soul. A storybook life yet
to be untold. Once again his fears
grab hold.
He feels worthless!but to one he has
always been perfect. Never needing to
change a thing,his true heart she has
always seen.
His mind a beautiful thing to read,he
was from a one of a kind mold you see.
To her loving him could never grow old,
for him her heart will never grow cold.
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