I can hear the whispers,
Leaving the sinking sunkin feeling,
Like my heart is a pit,
My favorite position,
Chriscrossed hands on my ankles,
Book in my lap,
Turning in on myself,
Like a well phrased chorus,
Everyone can see the notes,
But not all could read,
I'm not sad nor bitter,
I'm a bird in a cage full of trees,
A fish on a leash,
Going no where, don't follow me.

Pour me a glass of wine

I question everything
I question my life
I question my past
I question this world
I question for answers
I question what I don't know
I question myself
I question in search of light
I question first impression
I question every session
I question their reason
I question every season
I question their treason
I question where is the love
I question why all the hate
I question the state of mind
I question all the time
I question way back in time
I question for you, me, all of us...

Where were you,
When I needed someone to cheer me up?

Where were you,
When I needed someone by my side?

Where were you,
When I needed a shoulder to cry on?

Where were you,
When I felt like the world was crashing right in front of me?

Tell me,
Where the hell were you,
When I needed you the most?

Silence,
Can be both good and bad.

The good kind of silence,
Is the comfortable,
Calm silence,
Where nothing really matters,
As you float through your own world of happiness.

The bad kind of silence,
Is every woman's nightmare
Why nightmare you ask?
Well,when a woman is silent,
A billion things are flashing through her mind,
Doubts,Insecurities,but most of all.
hurt.

As they say,
*Silence is the most powerful scream

I don't know what this is.
I thought I didn't think of you that way.
I can stand to be around you,
And not feel anything special.

But it's when you do certain things,
Or when you look at me a certain way,
That I just can resist you,
To want to kiss those pretty lips.

I don't know why.
We are in the past.
I don't see you that way.
You don't see me that way.

But sometimes what you do to me,
I just can't understand,
You're doing something I can't get used to,
And it doesn't seem you even realize it.

What is this,
Just what is this?
I'm not sure what I want,
For you to stop or not.