STEALING GLANCES

What if you are stealing from my eyes...
even though i know you come clean...
maybe you can let the curtain fall...
just to let me know that i am not blinded....
or else you can blow away the candle...
and let me see you in the dark...
must you run away from my wrinkles...
when i had enough of you erasing the lines...
why do i have to even care to call you...
when you are already talking to me...
what if you are spying on me?
and i know not of the spy but of the spies...
will you care to give me a smile...
when you see me giving myself a stupid look..
can you even held me in your arms..
when you are already fed with anger...
what if i block myself away...
will you even throw a stone at the wall ...
or will you spit on the walls that surround me?
i feel like saying,,, what if i mattered less to you and you mattered more to me?

LONG GONE BEFORE I OPTED OUT....

It was the broadest of all Broadways
and narrowest of all lanes....
I thought the best was just simply better than good
but I was not aware of the good...
the strangest of all thinking...
who was the best and who was the good?

there was one who had a heart but left out a little care...
there was another who cared more yet was out of tune with love..
some one was still there watching the scene but was more of a observant....
A figure was standing tall in the light but was drowned in his own shadow....
I met that clown who thought I was the joke of his life...
I also remember that intelligent looks who wore half a nasty smirk...
and there were countless of the few who had words to spare....
but had bullets to throw...

I am circling in the thoughts of whomsoever...
and I am constantly being caught in the net of where?