November 17, 2009

happy feet?


happy?
yes.
happy as what it seems.
it's all a lie.
fake.

he begans to ponder,
how it feels to be in her shoes.
he feels for her.
he think he understands her feelings.
at least he tried too.

she's hurting, yet she smiles.
she is strong, he believes.

she ain't tough, but he's determined that she's strong enough.

in the morning, she had breakfast, of two eggs.
but that wouldn't last as the feeling that she needs.
he understands, but he know he's not good enough.
better off be as friends.
like bananas and corduroy pants.

be cool, lady.
he knows that you are.

- he says.