the things you thought you knew

azhel

,Philippines

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She has a lovely smile And a bubbly glee When she talk her eyes glows Like a crystal clear This shows her amusement She mingle with others Known or strangers She didn’t bother at all She loves company She love being in touch She always keeps in mind She never regrets When she decides it She means it She has no doubts She always follows She never demands She is simple But now she is not She had distorted The one I knew has gone. Now she’s vain ..VANISHED… With a tic tact tow She appears again Like she was before I think she’s back But now I got confuse Which one to believe I stare at her Hoping to plow some answers I have to know which one To consider or Maybe the problem is with in my self The way I want to see it. The more seconds I stay with her Stared at her, I get what I am longing The things I thought I knew Where not the things that real exist And ended in a futile I don’t really know about her Behind those glowing eyes is pain Behind those bubbly glees are silent scream Behind those mingles are yearning craves She hates to be tied up in neck She yearns for freedom She has to decide Denote it or not It is a must She has lots of doubts But she keeps it to her self She solve it for sake She always forgot but she tries to recall She is not perfect indeed Yet she always follows For she believes it is her duty She never demands She doesn’t have to demand She speaks by heart she lost things gradualy she is lazy she smirk she lies but she has her faith The things you thought you knew Are not the things are held up Glance is different from stare Seeing is different from touching To know someone is not By looking at her or spending Seconds, minutes, hours or years Knowing someone is by TRUST It is the key to unlocked the close door It is like a voice That you can hear yet you cannot see and touch. Now! When you read this… If you look me the way you want me to be It’s not me. You still really don’t know me. No one ever knew me deeper as I knew myself and so as god.