This

The magic of relief; exist in my eyes,

I do not howl or cry.

For any given home,

I just seem to do,

all that is wise,

an Owl is a hoot

if you do not toot!!

Silence is my balance,

disguise is my cloak,

a closet full of jokes,

something that I hate,

I listen to you when I'm down,

but, mostly when I drown.

It has been a long and wild ride.

Let me OFF! Get me Down, Please?

Do you not know I have a disease?

It's called, "I want to Survive".

Do you see, see it in my eyes?

Hard to believe; but truth is.

I love someone on this place,

I am just trying to say "hello".

K.A.P.

5/15/2009