Well folks, I'm back with a new poem, let's see how you think about it. I would be very happy if everyone reads this, if someone reads it * :(, well uhmm, in any case, everyone writes commis, but before I get rid of everyone here in advance, my poem comes first, for which I unfortunately couldn't think of a suitable title is.

Again a new landscape
again a new acquaintance
and again a nice laugh,
That promises to make me happy

This time it's brown eyes and brown hair
that put me in this position.
You talk and joke
you laugh and nothing hurts,
until the moment
where one painfully realizes
that it was all just a lie.
And all of a sudden you see everything clearly.

One has been deceived and betrayed again
and should you start all over again?
Should you really weigh it again?
Or should you just say to yourself
that one will never succeed
to achieve a real friendship.Isn't it friendship you're looking for?
Or is it more, oh how cursed!
Whether a buddy or a friend
it doesn't matter who lines your way.
All you want is the tendency to pull and the knowledge
that someone would miss you
if you just disappeared.
And he would squirm on the ground because of it.

This desire is much greater than anything else
And so it happens that I wander on again.

A new landscape
a new acquaintance,
a nice face,
in the poor light.
This time blue eyes, blond hair,
is everything really clear this time?
Another attempt, how will it end?
Am I just wasting my time
I will try again and again
and I'll curse me again and again
Until at some point I find what I long for.
And why do I cry so many tears.
Maybe it's just a brain
but you'll laugh at it if you win.
Because at some point, that's clear
If you find love it is true.Well * scratching your head * I'm curious what you think of it and if you have tormented your way down here, you can also express your anger over the bad poem, or the joy over the beautiful poem (I write again quite logically ) in a commi. Your Videl999