ANGELA

ANGELA

Oh Angela where are you tonight

Do you think of me or all of those other nights  

Those times

Those others

Other than me

I still love you no matter what

It is something I can not help

Just the way things are

Your sweetness

When you was

Still upon my mind as well as my soul

I wonder where did our love go

Till this day, with sadness I look upon when

You and I was one

I feel so alone

With you gone

I told you how your kisses where so sweet

You might had thought I was lying but it was the so hard truth

Of then I speak

Without you

I still feel

In ways

That life is so

Bleak

Something of a fact

Here at night, thinking of you, being so far away

Will you think of me thru out your day?

Or am I just another thought upon your way

Just to let you know, you are more than that

To me, in  my way of thought

Just something for me to say, something to be,

Something of a fact

I seen you from pictures and from this and that

But I feel you

In my soul

In my inner being

My thoughts upon you

Perhaps I am a clown

Or a fool

You can say, more than I

I can tell you truth, from what I have seen

From what I have done

I do wonder if you would want some

Or are you done?

Your hair, I long to have in my hand

Would you let me be your man

Would you let  me make you laugh

Or would you cry

Before that tho

I would so try

something about

Something About

Something about the way things are

I can not say that it is right or even wrong

Tho it does seem to always happen at the wrong time

Always looking for it it to be not so long

But yet it seems so wrong

I see things different from a time form before

But I must say

From time time or even by time, I am it’s whore

More and more

But what can one do?

Being it’s , time, clown and fool

But to go like I do

And let it be what it will be

 But yet , I still fight to be free

So it is what it is, it will be what it will be

But I ask in the end

Will I still be me

Of what I am  or what I have become