Poem: Innocent

Every now and then, miss is greeting too often
Come and go as you please
But that's okay as long as he's happy
It's just that I'm still too afraid to drift away
In love

Somehow I talked about being alone
When all that silence brings me closer
Teach me about sincerity
About the meaning of seeing without meeting
About a miss without greeting

Wherever I try to run
But I'm always stuck in this space
The label of ignorance stuck to my ear
no less signs of obsession adorn their prejudice against this helpless body

always try to share
Without ever being able to understand
Then, how can you listen and accompany?
Am I caught up in my own preconceptions?
Is that innocent I am?

When you should understand yourself
how i love you

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22 May 2018