Oh no, it's happened
That deep, awkward silence comes
We sit still, smiling

Could people be described
As colors?
Blue means sad, a red guy's mad

Well actually I think
We are all colors.
Rainbows after rain

She only cared about them
But she didn't notice
He was caring for her

Your smile may look like
A thousand crystals, shining
But look closer --
Your smile is deceiving

Your smile is dry and ******
It contains what you think --
No, your smile means nothing.
I don't feel at all when you show it.

Your smile isn't kind
Or happy
Or gentle
Your smile makes me blind
But not because of
The joy you're spreading
But because
Your smile is deceiving

We think we don't hurt
But everything we think
Just to unhurt, we're not listening !
Either way
We only fall deeper
into the Void of Truth

They think they're laughing at me
Or they're laughing with me
Or I'm laughing at them
Or I'm laughing with them.

Actually
I'm not laughing.

A faint ding
This is so quaint
As I walk in the bookstore
A summery day

The faint sounds
Shuffle, hush hush
As I look around the bookstore
An afternoon - unrushed

A faint love
My fingers brush along the shelves
As I find a book in the bookstore
This day, just for myself.