Blue

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  • Sadness

    Blue

    Standing for what I want
    Seems and endless fight.
    He doesn't understand why
    I see my side right.

    No longer can I wait
    For his words to be true
    Countless times before
    And I always end up blue.

    Yet I gave it up
    And lost all I cared
    To continue my journey
    A burden less to bear.

    Both in the room
    Yet I still felt alone.
    How can I be happy
    If I don't feel I belong?

    I need more than words;
    It's all in what you do
    That'll make me happy,
    No longer feeling blue...

    4-4-2009

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    If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry.

    Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) American poet.

    Lindsey’s Poems (5)

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