Just me...
Looking,
Searching, lost
What may be
the cost?
The scent
of confusion is in the air,
Why
couldn't I be there?
Dangerous
looks are seen.
Glanced
behind a book
It
intervenes.
Misread
lines Lead to believe
History may
perceive.
If wishes
coule come true
I'd wish to
be with you.
Under the
moon. If you only knew.
Into the
night I close my eyes
might I
think of you, in disguise.
Acceptances
is what I hunger for.
All I want
is to be me.
-CLE
Feb.6, 2000