unspoken

sometimes people know one another more then they think, it's funny that you can feel like you really know someone when in reality all that it is is that you know what you feel about that person that give you the false interpretation of knowledge. you may feel like you cant trust many people but somewhere deep inside you can tell someone is genuinely real, sometimes you may go through things and feel like you cant talk to anyone about them, ha i know that feeling. i once felt that i was alone and no one understood kind of put myself in the state of mind where i was isolated i didn't talk much i showed no emotions, kind of like i felt numb, i never want anyone else to go through these things. if there was ever a problem i sincerely would want you to talk to me instead of lashing out. I'm as real as they come, doesn't matter what you do or who you are in my eyes i see you as that special star, I'm not looking for a payout of some sort just a simple smile here and there, if you ever need a shoulder you can always have mines if you ever feel like you need an ear or a pair of eyes you can always share mines that way these things will never go unseen but most of all unspoken, you're my special token to a brighter day

Stranger

it's like something you cant explain sort of found a connection through my computer screen. wasn't like it was something that was done purposely, something like accidental more so experimental. knowing nothing about you, our worlds somehow became exponentially, seemed a bit foggy to me too then something happened in the flash of a light, my stranger gave up on me and within so little time my granny gave out on me. feeling like my world was coming to an end my stranger came back to me again. you may not understand how someone who is merely a stranger can take a toll over something so serious. here's when i break it down when i felt like i was giving up because something so special to me was taken away you came along and there was nothing that you did it was what you didn't do that helped me sorta coupe w. the pain. so to my stranger that could possibly be a coach a team player a rapper a dancer a model a singer an actor or whatever it is that you want to be i just want to thank you for letting me deal w. things the way i chose to and not hassling me while i gave my grandmother that chance to finally breathe.

Dayna t