privacy hurts <br />when interest in you <br />but you not <br />privacy- something prived, <br />deprived, released- a room <br />set free from looks peeks <br />and peeps- but still i am <br />you are btween me and the world <br />blue letters passed left to right <br />i am closed off- they sting my eye <br />prick my mind but i cannot grab them <br />may not grab them must not know them<br /><br />Michael Witkowski<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/privacy-4/
