Just
Thinking...
I wish
I had a quarter
For every time I felt lonely. But then I'd be the
richest,
Loneliest
person.
I wish
I had a smile
For
every tear that I've shed.
But
then I'd have a room full of
Smiles
with vacant eyes.
I wish
I had strong arms to hold me
When
life let me down.
But
then, I'd have so many arms around me
That
I'd be struggling to be set free.
And
lastly, I wish I didn't feel so strongly,
Intensely,
and deeply.
To the point that I make people want to run and hide
But
then, I wouldn't be me,
And then,
you wouldn't remember
my name.
J. D Chambers ©
1996
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