Wednesday, 4 July 2012

4


I see the differences, I ignore
I know the falling pieces, but no
I live, breathe, see you smile, what more?

You may always ask my name
I’m polite, I’ll lie
To ignore is not my style

There used to live an unknown man
For long he lived but no one cared
The day he died, raindrops fell.

A day always to remember
The nights are similar
I wish you understood the reference.