Hearts like mine,
With unspoken words,
Unknown pain,
Unseen tears,
Unheard pleas,
Just dont sit well,
With hearts like yours.

while sitting in my garden a robin sang to me
his lovely robin song with a lovely melody
with his bright red chest gleaming in the sun
happy and content having so much fun

i sat there and listened to the song he sang to me
took my heart away made me feel so free
when his song was over the robin flew away
and the song he sang i remember to this day

A lonely heart,
in a lonely world,
is always in search of
an oasis of love.

Gone too soon,
too far away,
far beyond reach,
without saying goodbye.
Only memories are left now.

I feel alone
in my own shell:
playing pretend,
with my smile laid out on a shelf.
I’ll study grinns until they fit my heart.
And they cover it with blinding light.
Because the darkness
became a treasure I shall only see.
I let no one grasp it,
no one touches my true self.
No wonder I feel alone
when I don’t let anyone see myself.

I hate it when people look behind bright smiles;
when they look at the underpainting of my heart
and find that there’s nothing behind my laughter
but empty white that lacks dream or purpose
and was only born to remain hidden.