Here To Witness Not LiveA Poem by Cassidy MaskYou stand there Arms out like you’ve Nothing left to give And sometimes I feel Like I’m here to witness Not to live I’m sick of asking For things I don’t deserve And I’m sick of the whispers of ‘She’s got some nerve...’ I want to belong And I want to feel real But you’ve always been hers And I’m not one to steal You love her And you love your life And we’re so different I’d only cause you strife So unclench your fingers From round my wrist I’ll leave now And I’ll never be missed I know what you want And I know what I am And I know what we had Was no more than a sham So I stand here Arms closed ‘Cause I want nothing you’d give And I know now for sure I’m here to witness Not live © 2010 Cassidy Mask |
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Added on February 9, 2010Last Updated on February 9, 2010 AuthorCassidy MaskSingaporeAboutI'm at art college in Singapore. "...I never heard them laugh. They had, Instead, this tic of scratching quotes in air - like frightened mimes inside their box of style, that first class carriag.. more.. |

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