snow

I feel the words, but I cant hear them

I see the day, for its beauty

but the pain inside

still hasnt died

and for all its worth

my mother gave me birth

I reflect on life

I deal with my strife

I’ve yet to understand this,..

No.

I do not want your kiss

I walk away

every day

and I return

with my passion to learn

but

In the end where will I go?

Ah, never mind,

Ill just

watch it snow.