Sometime or Another

I’d love to sit here,
and try to explain to you,
My fear.
But you won’t listen,
No, You won’t listen.
Could you even care.
You scare me,
into believing thee.
So throw down those hateful words.
And I’ll unboard,
my heart.
Will you impart me some consideration?
You don’t know my name,
Cause I don’t have no fame.

The End

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