no matter
It doesn’t matter if I cry
It doesn’t matter, no one sees
It doesn’t matter if I cry
For want of love
For want of thee.
It doesn’t matter if I speak
No one can turn my words away
It doesn’t matter if I speak
No one will hear
The words I say.
It doesn’t matter how I seem
What look is hiding in my eye
It doesn’t matter how I am
If I am happy,
If I cry.
It doesn’t matter if I’m here
No one to see
No one to hear.
It doesn’t matter
If I’m here
Or if I simply
Disappear.
image - Odilon Redon
jean lucy thompson
Fri 20th Aug 2010 22:46
Nice poem Ann can relate I sometimes feel I might be invisible or a ghost even :)