Another tear crawls down my cheek
making me more than weak.
losing my fat, but also my faith and hope.
with these uncertainties i cannot cope.
i have so much to dream about.
i just want to crash, scream and shout!
the smallest touch, of some who cares,
the love from someone who dares.
some one who dares to see me for ME.
but the society superficiality, will always be.
why don't i deserve more to life?
i just can't understand nobody wants to be "my wife".
always telling me i'm the perfect man.
sure, untill they met me i always can.
and shouting that looks don`t matter at all.
but somehow i always Fall.
suddenly i am not her type any more.
but i always was before...
every one keeps telling i´m perfectly sensitive, caring and so sweet.
but still i cannot knock anyone of her feet?
telling me , it's not because i'm fat.
but you even lie against yourself, that's that.
Bart kempers © 31 mei 2007