Don'T Ask Me Any More How Am I Doing
Don't ask me any more how am I doing,
They are asking me how am I doing,
good, I answer to them,
writing poetry,dreaming,
they are the only one who doesn't hurt me,
I hug my pillow when I am sleeping,
he is the only one who dry my tears,
not asking me why I am crying,
I am doing just fine,
that's what I always said to them,
that is the best answer,
'cause my words don't reach one,
I would like to reach.
Yes,I am really good,
couldn't be better
once I loved,
once,
I was one that was loved,
and I will again,
is there anything better than that,
on this world?
Don't ask me any more how am I doing
let poems talk about that,
let pillows hide clouds full of rain,
let one star show me your face,
with your name written on it.
Don't ask me any more how am I doing?
I will lie,then I will cry,
and hide from your hug,
don't ask me anything any more,
just let it go.
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