Truth







Why do I keep hoping
is it only
that I am playing the fool
believing in something
that for me
does not exist
that I can not
accept the truth
though I am not sure
what that truth is
am I ugly-
is this the reason
noone can love me
I don't try to
nor do I wish to
get hurt
still,it happens
constantly
they say its what
inside that counts
that love comes to everyone
in due time
talk is cheap
Am I really so very bad
that you choose to ignore me
perhaps it is selfish
but I want to be loved
and to share that love
no matter what
though I hate myself for it
I hope someday
I will turn around
and you will be there
arms wide
to hold me close
and say everything
will be allright now
let that day come soon
and let this battle end












by: Karen Damon 1986





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