That simple phrase has many meanings
“I love you”
But do you ever really know when it is real?
My love you hesitate.
Why are you not saying anything?
I am afraid.
Would I be tossed away because of something simple?
Would it be my age, my looks, or my weight?
Could it be because I am a certain race or because I cannot change the fact
that I am not perfect?
why must life be mean and steal everyone away
can I not live in pure happiness?
ah but that shall not stay because it never lasts.
just like the leaves in the trees.
because time is cruel and life will move on.
slowly yet it will still move.
it is the same with everyone
time moves at the same pace.
if he be a poor man, rich man, or even a colored man
no one can buy time.
ah, now I see.
it cannot stay.
as it bids me farewell,
i smile and bid it farewell.
but, as it turns the corner
i simply cannot bare it.
Falling on the soiled earth.
Silently screaming into the hollowing wind.
Crying tears of pain.
Burning with hatred.
wishing for some kind of compassion or kindness.
these ugly things mark my face and soul.
just because one simple phrase turned into a horror.
I
  No
      Longer
              love
    You.

A caged bird is never meant to see light
I am imprisoned
Never seeing the sky
Never tasting the salty sea
Never smelling the grain fields
Never hearing the battle cries
Having the urge to fly.
To fly away with my dreams
To soar where no one has ever been
Singing my song to my master
that holds me hostage
I sing about my time in this cage.
That I can by no means be set
free.

My Nightingale sings me enchanting songs.
She keeps me under a spell
I keep My Nightingale in a cage in my study so that She can
remain by my side
Even when everything goes wrong She sings
I never let Her out or near a window
Fearing that one day My Nightingale will leave me behind to
fly elsewhere
How every night I dream of horrid unspoken things
But when I reach My oh so lovely Nightingale
All these worries and frights wash away
Like the calming wind blowing through the cherry blossom trees
Such as the water flowing down a river searching for a new destination
Like the smooth rhythm of the old rocking chair
where my grandmother use to sit
It simply touches my heart
That is why I must never let Her go
She is my salvation in this wretched place
that is called home
Yes that is it.
I shall on no account grant My Nightingale liberty
For when that day comes I will perish off the
face of the world

Saying the words that keep me in a trance
Swirling around dancing your tango
In a hurricane of emotions
Do you realize I am falling for you
falling deeper and deeper for you

You’re always calm and collected
Never missing a beat
But you let me go and now you are dancing a
whole new tango with someone else

I’m too young and immature for you
That I’m too far from your grasp
when I’m really an inch away
That you are getting tired and restless of my problems
You never wanted to be responsible
You just wanted a girl that would cause you
little problems and not to mention money

But I fell hard I didn’t have a soft landing like Alice
Yet I got up and ran.
Ran after the you that had me under a spell
I was Cinderella but when the clock struck 12
you didn’t come running after me
Instead you let me run to go do another number
with someone else.