Friday, April 18, 2014

Late

It is to late now,It will never be the same.
The time had changed me.
The past is to blame.
Do you ever think,of how things could be?
I never knew you,But I hope you know me.
No one is showing me the way.How am I supposed to know?
There is a saying,Every action is learned.
Do I try to make it aloneWith nothing to fall back on?


Do I keep searching for answers,For some clue of what I seek?
I have tried everything I know.Where do I go from here?
You are supposed to have the answers,And build me up with cheer.
I don't know what you expect,Or what you dream,
All I know is that you’re my guiding hand ,
The one I hope that one day I'll see.

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