I am not you.
I was not meant to be like you.
Never, will I be you.
But,
I understand you.
Now,
Understand me.
I move at my own pace.
It may be too slow for you.
But, it's just fine for me.
You like to click your fingers straight to happiness.
I don't mind the steps before the 'clicked' smile.
But,
I understand you.
Now,
Understand me.
You've never given someone the chance to hold your heart.
Some say its unsanitary.
I say, these hands are cleansed with goodness.
A rainbow always understands why it must appear after the rain.
That time will never change.
You push what you can't pull back.
I pull what I never want to push back.
I will always understand you.
Now, it's your turn.
Understand me.
Friday, April 2, 2010
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