A Hand Offering
You who hide in silence
protected by a huge maze
avoiding meeting my gaze
leaving words in cadence
I hope you can hear my words
they are no more than simple
should they not go into records
at least cause you smile to ripple
I think I get why you want to be alone
I am from the elemental of darkness
alone is where I plant my happiness
but back there, a door made of stone
a path where nice people can come
nice like you, who can bring hope
but something for you to overcome
let people climb in, offer a rope
I search a way inside you life
I guess I can't help myself
Trying not to cause a strife
I wall using all me stealth
maybe someday I'll find the door
I will knock gently, a sign of calm
I'll wait to hear the voice I adore
and if you open, I'll offer my palm
Either come with me, or let me in
I'll jump and sing to make you smile
I'll use my grace, and all my style
to make you laugh until you spin
Forgive me for the intrusion
I meant no harm, or confusion
I do this only to make you better
that is why I give you this letter
It may not seem, but hear the truth
I may not be brimming with youth
But it makes me glad trying to assist
To make you happy is why I insist
I ask for nothing but a chance
To empower your inner light
To let your soul out to dance
Make you sing with all you might
I may be just another friend
Maybe not what you asked for
but here I am, up to the end
Waiting to meet you at the door
So not to be inconvenient
I'll try to keep my distance
Still offering my assistance
Hoping you don't feel so absent.
I may not have all the words, all the aswers or even listen to you the way that I should,
but my heart wants to tell you to be happy, or I'll be there trying to make you smile.
I can offer you little but my company, but sometimes that is all it takes ^^.
This is for you Ju, may not be much, but it's my way of trying ^^.
Chapter Three – Page Thirteen
14 years ago
2 comments:
rapaz... que legal essa carta!
o engraçado é que, lendo isso, eu daria uma igualzinha pra você, sem nemhum ponto a menos ou vírgula a mais, hehe.
gostei, um bom jeito de explicar as coisas. sua amiga tem muita sorte de ter alguém que escrevesse essas palavras pra ela.
beijos!
Hehehehe, eu não sei até que parte ela acha isso bom, nem todo mundo aprecia ajuda, ou palavras do genero.
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