Ever notice how some people want to see <br />you the way <br />THEY want you to be, <br />taking a closer look at me, <br />you'll see <br />the bright smile and sparkling eyes, <br />yet I am a linked soul maintaining a depressant heart <br />that just dares to be exultantly free. <br /> <br />Having no one tell me what I can do, <br />I crave a different sortta life that is refreshingly new, <br />to cuddle up with a love that is honest and true, <br />I want to, but I can't see this kinda life in the future <br />without you, <br />it has yet to surface, yet to begin, <br />why, <br />I don't know why <br />for with love's game I can't ever seem to win?<br /><br />Linda I. Weischedel<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/why-ask-why-4/
