Fool Tool
She's tempted to run, away from the world, from herself, from someone else.
Sometimes, she's so weak that she can't think, she just refuse to talk.
It's probably a feeling too deep, she has a problem justifying, she cannot detach from it.
Tears, she thinks, are therapeutic, for they send you deeper, closer to fear.
Don't ask why she doesn't share, for she's just a substitution, a tool and a fool who stumbled upon life.
Just what can she do with life, when she's left alone, at the junction of that busy street, searching for hope, forcing a smile.
2 Comments:
sometimes i think you are but a fool; at many others i think you are but a useful fool, thus a foolish tool. run away from the world you won't, cry alone you will, such a fool.
xoxoxo
stand up for yourself, and see that i'm with you. together we'll find a real smile that is longing for you as much as you long for that smile. i found mine, and i'll be more than willing to capture yours, just 'cos you're more than a fool.
with love.
Thanks yo, and do know really how much I appreciate you, the fact of you being there despite all my nonsense, tolerting patiently.
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