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The Web Poetry Corner - Sekhem Psikor Strecker - Different - For Me

Different - For Me

by

Sekhem Psikor Strecker

Sitting here gazing at the stars while people mill around me
Try to find a reason for this whole melancholy feeling
But I can't sit still, no I can't find a way to get outta here
And it's not my fault I'm needed here when I want to be there

It's not my party here - for me...

It's funny how you can take solace in the privilege to be on your own
While I am here wondering when you'll make beside me your home
And I wanna be with you on this... funny, strange night
And it's not my party but I must stay here for tonight

And all I see (within this looking glass)
Is a tear in the sky (slipping slowly down)
Oh I can't escape this (it's closing in)
For I only want to be with you...

It's not my party here - for me
It's not my plan to be here - for me
It's not my command I follow - for me
It's only a gift of loneliness - for me

To my dismay I wasn't invited to your celebration of the senses
Of course I know now that you have enough ability to find someone else
I'm standing here flickering like a broken light bulb now
At the thought that you could be f**king someone else I know

And all I see (within this looking glass)
Is a tear in the sky (slipping slowly down)
Oh I can't escape this (it's closing in)
For I only want to be with you...

It's not my party here - for me
It's not my plan to be here - for me
It's not my command I follow - for me
It's only a gift of loneliness - for me

It would have been nice
It would have been gentle - us two together
It would have been perfect
It would have been... but we're different
By God's command we are different
So different...

Sitting here gazing at the stars while people fade from me
Try to find a substitute for this emptiness I call my heart
But I can't move now, no I can't find a way to get outta here
And it's not my fault that I love you...

And all I see (within this looking glass)
Is a tear in the sky (slipping slowly down)
Oh I can't escape this (it's closing in)
For I only want to be with you...

It's not my party here - for me
It's not my plan to be here - for me
It's not my command I follow - for me
It's only a gift of loneliness - for me


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Why don't you look at Inaction
by: Mary V. Kirov
from: Duncan, BC, CA

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