your face…and my hand

Why do you hate me for one single lie?

Why do you question me for something I didn’t intend?

Why do you tell me it’s always my fault?

Why do you ask me things I don’t even know?

Why do you accuse me of things I never did?

Why are you always suspicious of everything I do?

These are the questions I could never find answers..

These are the questions I would ponder on for ever

These are the questions you could never answer me

These are the questions that remain in my mind

These are the questions I cannot bear to ask you

These are the questions I cannot touch

these are the questions that involve people in your past;

and I have no answers to them… for I never belonged in your past.

Forever will these questions linger in my mind

Until forgotten will they ever be.

2 Responses to “your face…and my hand”

  1. -jUDIth- Says:

    unsa ni etz kanta?

  2. Friza Says:

    dli judz amew.hahaha
    d bya ta musically-inclined.
    hahaha

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