What I want is not apparent to me.
Is it to others written on my face?
They seem to know better than I
Or is that I know but refuse to vocalise?
Of course, life is only as complicated as we make it.
So why don't we act change what is needed?
Simple, lazy cowardice.
Dec 13, 2012
Dec 13, 2012 at 10:30 AM UTC
What I want is not apparent to me.
Is it to others written on my face?
They seem to know better than I
Or is that I know but refuse to vocalise?
Of course, life is only as complicated as we make it.
So why don't we act change what is needed?
Simple, lazy cowardice.
Request permission to use this poem